Throw your hands in the air, let's start this shit

We are the name of the game, putting filth on the map
The right side of the reason, the wrong side of the tracks
It's not the fame or the game we crawled out of the dirt
'Cause I still can't fill my pockets with my name on your shirt

Yeah we play (play), scream (scream), and get up off our knees (knees)
We ignite to excite, we're taking back the night

Generation lost, we don't sleep at night, we don't give up
Generation lost (clench your fist and punch your eyes)
Generation lost (want you to think that we've had enough)
Generation lost (they don't think what's in the sky)

We are the beacon of hope, the dark side of the light
We always aim for the float, we only come out at night
If you do mollies you should see my correction
You're sharing copies but you're lacking impression

Now we play (play), all day, so get up off our feet
We ignite to excite, throw your hands in the air and scream

Generation lost, we don't sleep at night, we don't give up
Generation lost, clench your fist and punch your eye
Generation lost, want you to think that we've had enough
Generation lost (They don't think what's in the sky)

Holding up to save yourself
And terrorize like no one else will
And screaming out some way out done
We'll live forever in the emptiness

Coast to coast I hear the masses calling
Turn up now this is your final (warning)

Throw your hands in the air, let's start this shit

Generation lost, we don't sleep at night, we don't give up
Generation lost, clench your fist and punch your eye
Generation lost, want you to think that we've had enough
Generation lost, they don't think what's in the sky

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Chris Cerulli, Drew Fulk, Michael Kenney, Richard Allen Olson, Tim Skold