The Kids Are All Wrong - London After Midnight, Sean Brennan

Fame, hate, pain

It all controls you

Rage, fear, blame

It satisfies you

No one ever really loved you much anyway

No one really understands so you’ll make them pay

They’re the target

They’re the meat

They’re the animal

You’re the star, you are pure

They’re the criminal

It isn’t hard, bigger than God

Filthy mind, you’re one of my kind

And I can see, how it should be

We don’t belong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

Love, trust, faith

It all escaped you

Self, lies, rage

And now this shape you

It’s from the Id, it has come to devour you

You’re the star no matter what they are telling you

Make them afraid and they’ll respect what you tell them to

Make them afraid and maybe one day they’ll love you too

It isn’t hard, bigger than God

Filthy mind, you’re one of my kind

And I can see, how it should be

We don’t belong

The Kids are all wrong

It isn’t hard, bigger than God

Filthy mind, you’re one of my kind

And I can see, how it should be

We don’t belong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong

The Kids are all wrong