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Fear
by Mhic
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My generation was raised by fear
Born to dread the coming years
I can’t quiet my anxiety
With loved ones under quarantine
Although the earth will keep on turning
I can’t raise a kid in a world that’s burning
Harbor guilt from using plastic
As if it disappears by magic
And the older ones dare ask us why
When they keep turning a blind eye
I can’t think about the universe
And sometimes I feel like we’re cursed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
My generation was raised by fear
Born to dread the coming years
I can’t quiet my anxiety
With loved ones under quarantine
Although the earth will keep on turning
I can’t raise a kid in a world that’s burning
Harbor guilt from using plastic
As if it disappears by magic
And the older ones dare ask us why
When they keep turning a blind eye
I can’t think about the universe
And sometimes I feel like we’re cursed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
My generation was raised by fear
Born to dread the coming years
I can’t quiet my anxiety
With loved ones under quarantine
Although the earth will keep on turning
I can’t raise a kid in a world that’s burning
Harbor guilt from using plastic
As if it disappears by magic
And the older ones dare ask us why
When they keep turning a blind eye
I can’t think about the universe
And sometimes I feel like we’re cursed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
My generation was raised by fear
Born to dread the coming years
I can’t quiet my anxiety
With loved ones under quarantine
Although the earth will keep on turning
I can’t raise a kid in a world that’s burning
Harbor guilt from using plastic
As if it disappears by magic
And the older ones dare ask us why
When they keep turning a blind eye
I can’t think about the universe
And sometimes I feel like we’re cursed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
I want to hope, I want to lead
But someone’s gotta plant the seed
