Take Hold
Thin skin the older we grow loosing our cool over people we don't know, We start to react we start to shape there's no way out no escape, Narrow minds and thicker skulls we're found loosing all control narrow minds and thicker skulls were found loosing all control, The world spins for another day we get more fragile we're built to complain, The days of humour are at an end you will be stuck at a dead end, We are all to petty we are all to weak, Everyone is keeping their tongues in their fucking cheek, Sheltered souls under mummy hold a generation thats born cold, We as a race need to fucking take hold