Tuesday, October 13, 2009




sons and daughters of no one


we are the sons and daughters of no one
let us loose on your lovelorn town.
we'll set this place on fire before we're done.

teenage years quiet like a cut out tongue,
no flowers for the danse, no formal gown
we are the sons and daughters of no one.

disconnected, we're bastards of the young -
we woke up one morning, fell further down
we'll set this place on fire before we're done.

living by the pen, living by the gun,
ever lonely, we won't make a sound
we are the sons and daughters of no one.

once we held promise - now there is none
lost for decades, instead of being found
we'll set this place on fire before we're done.

we are an empty room. we have not won.
we are like this because you weren't around.
we are the sons and daughters of no one.
we'll set this place on fire before we're done.


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