Dead Buckcherry

When I was a young god
I could live without the laws
I made my mess
I could live without you all

If I starve from breathing
I won't listen to the call
I made my bed, I'm committed
I am strong

They keep saying
My generation's dead

Dead, we are helpless
We have nothing and nothing's wrong
We're committed, we are hungry
We are strong
Dead, we are restless
We are broken but standing tall
We're devoted, we are driven
We are cause

I don't think that I suffered
I don't think I've learned at all
I get right back up and then I take another fall
My teachers told me something
They said that I would hit a wall
And if I keep it up I won't live to tell us all