Every morning I tell myself that this is the last day
That I'm gonna give up and roll back to bed 'cause this is the end
And I'm calling the rich kids out, the ones that kicked us down
And where's daddy's money now when your crying with your teeth in the ground?
We are the broken, the fallen
Can't we go back to the start again?
I know this feeling is gone, it's calling me
And it's time for the punchline
Show them that you got the skills to
Do what you have to
It's the error of our era
And the downfall of our youth
And when will they learn what they need to?
Or take a break from this sickening sick
Your trust fund won't let you know
It won't let you know
We are the broken, the fallen
Can't we go back to the start again?
I know this feeling is gone, it's calling me
It's calling me
It's calling me
And don't you see the cash will run out?
Your attitude will always look down
Don't come crawling back to us
Don't come crawling back to us
Can't we go back to the start again?
We are the broken, the fallen
Can't we go back to the start again?
I know this feeling is gone, it's calling me
