Cut through the haze
The loneliness won't last
Staring down the future
Choking down the past

Time is of the essence
Watch the clock tick
Youth is a waiting room
Pills to numb your fits

I damn myself again
Another egotrip
Crawling sideways just to scratch the itch

Now I'm running through the streets at dawn
That hellhound is still on my trail
But the darkness is almost gone
Most people never really come to know how fragile sanity is
My doctor tole me to remember the good times
When I feel like I'm hitting the skids
So I remember that Brooklyn rooftop
I remember walking the tracks
I remember everything I said
And I ain't taking nothing back

Useless Generation: I sing your song against your will
Useless Generation: I am your prince of paranoia and thrills
Useless Generation: I'm kicking over trash cans for your sins
Useless Generation: As lights go on and another workday begins