That you can be played by your emotions
Age comes wisdom they often say
But the aged ones use it for power play
Nothing seems to be their fault
And they are always the victims of the conversation
Getting sick of this stupid cycle rotation
Speak your mind, you're rude
It's like they wish us all to be prude
As mindless slaves to command
We never asked for a metal hand
So why are we reaping the consequences
Of the past that happened to them that were never our wishes
Am I to be blamed for every chaos
The fall guy for every lost cause
I hate being an emotional punching bag
I didn't ask to live to be a drag
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