Lost 〔Down in the crowd〕 generation

I'll smash all the things
And see the truth
(Every time I tried to break my style, yeah)
But, it's hard to know, it's up to you
(The pain, the wreak that you need)

A watch keeps time and you can go forward
No matter how you do, I'm always by your side

If you could change, your everything
(Every time you tried to break your style, yeah)
You might better than every before
(The trap, the fall, that you won't)
Spend yourself until the end of time
No matter how you do, I'll never leave you

Take my hands and walk away from here
Nothing is going right
Pay money to my pain
Down in the crowd

Take my hands and walk away from here
Remember where you come from
And try to be now real
Every fucked up thing, I hate that need
I hate no choice, I hate it, take my pain

Break your style and try to be new, real
Nothing is going bad
Don't be down in the crowd

Take my hands and walk away from here
Nothing is going right
Pay money to my pain
Down in the crowd