No longer fire side, the warmth of youth is fleeting.
Has winter always been this cold?
These dark days harbor hatred
when anchors say 1,000 more workers laid off today.
Am I losing touch?
Weight of world is on our backs.
Our knees will bend and break under pressure we face.
Is it enough to say your caught?
It's just living, you never though.
This feeling grows inside,
my stomach turning at the thought of a future
where only the strong survive.
These dark days harbor hatred
when anchors say 1,000 more workers laid off today.
Am I losing touch?
you just can't say we don't know
how the world can work,
and how we treat each other.
So why do we live in fear of never paying back our student loans?