No More Kids
I can't look into the future brightly
It looks so cold in its neon glow
The zeitgeist wave doens't excite me
I look to pictures of my past yeah

Where did they go
Where does it go

The lust for life seems so infrequent
A corridor with ceilings so low
Sporadic views become so sequenced
The naive textures that I asked

Where did they go
Where does it go
Where does it go
Where does it go