Shocked by the real world

Because it was never there before for us to see

Taught one thing to believe another

We're children of hipocracy

Stepping out of darkness

We're blinded by the spotlight

The future is ourÍs they say itÍs up us

To make it right

Laying the blame on the next generation

Restained by unknown hands

Holding on to helpless hands

Staring down the face of days

With eyes still unsure of whatÍs to come

While time is still precious to many

It's a worthless charm to some

Ee-yeh-oh

Oh-wee-klo

Restained by unknown hands

Holding on to endless strands

Of what's to be created

Looking into bloodshot eyes

Longing to see paradise

The vision is faded

Laying the blame on the next generation

(repeat)