He sits alone
His best friend in hand
He lights it up
He'll take a trip and then
Where will he be?
Right back at the bottom
Where will he be?
Right back at the bottom
She lays in bed
Right next to him
They'll get it on
She'll let him use her and then
Where will she be?
Right back at the bottom
Where will she be?
Right back at the bottom
You feel alone
As you scream and cry
You tell yourself
They won't care if you die
And this will lead
Right back to the bottom
Trip, starve and bleed
Right back to the bottom
How can you say that you don't see it?
Oh, how did we get here?
How did we get here?
Where's our generation?
How did we get here?
How'd we get here?
Where's our generation?
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