Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Elias Soriano]
From the second that it came to life, everything seemed fine
Things got easy enough for the masses
But the rest of us lay claim to the same old dangerous ways
Crossin' stars, drivin' expensive cars
Plannin' our own parades
Champagne wishes, golden dishes
People lining up just to scream your name
People living up to a standard made
People giving up just to give the blame to the same damn people that are giving up
I say the same to people that are living up
It's safe to say that I'm not giving it a second thought just to waste it on a pivotal moment that I'm giving up
Draw back the hammer and I'm swinging it up
And bringing it down
Taking it over my shoulder as high as I can, and then bringing it down!
Checking for anything left, and if I see breath, I'm bringing it down!
All back to back, and then I'm packing up
Not looking for a handout, gonna be out the door, and that's how it's gonna pan out

[Chorus 1: Elias Soriano]
And you'll watch your bellies go hollow
When you have no one to follow
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This Generation of Idiots (Generation Idiot! 2×)

[Verse 2: Elias Soriano]
There wasn't a better idea left to write the righteous left among the rest of us (Goddamn!)
That was a lot to be said
I'm gonna put this to bed until it never wakes again!
There isn't a better addiction than letting it out without a filter attached to the mouth
I got 99,000 problems! (With their very own problems!)
Once upon a time, people talked to people, people didn't text
What's coming next?
Just food and sex, sleep repeat
(Food and sex!) Follow me, 3 simple steps
You want it so damn easy, want it to you handed on a golden plate (While the state of the world goes watergate)
Generation Idiot accumulates!

[Chorus 1: Elias Soriano]

[Guitar Solo: BC Kochmit]

[Chorus 2: Elias Soriano]
The dividing occupation of
The binding separation of
This Generation of Idiots (Generation Idiot! 2×)
You have no one to follow! The dividing occupation of (You have no one to follow!)
The binding separation of (You have no one to follow!)
(No one to follow! 2×) This Generation of Idiots (Generation Idiot! 2×) You have no one to follow!
Idiots! (Generation Idiot! 2×)
You have no one to follow!