The Lavellas
Текст песни This Useless Generation

Vs. 1:
This is not our fault that we depended
On this useless generation to bring us
Back into it all, real art. Not some diva or a dj who cannot count and every beat just Falls apart.
Bridge 1:
They want you to pretend what you feel,
Try to believe what they do is real.
Is this some joke?
Vs. 2:
Now the devil is on my wall again,
And I'm running out of my dime bag,
I'm sleepless in hallucination because
Ritornello:
In my mind, space rock fills the void in this music industry.
It's so alive. The walls of sound keep me higher than the smoke,
Or the sex. I'll put your love to the test.
Vs. 3:
I went walking into Autumn's mood
Where leafless trees around me stood.
This wonderland had never been so beautiful, when I realized
That those who tried might soon begin to fall and die from all the
Fucked up art that we created.
Bridge 2:
In this world we hope to inspire,
Help you to flourish from the fire of
Those lost souls.
Ritornello