Pale as a ghost
Glued to a touch screen
Lost down a rabbit hole
In search of a sweet dream
Scared to go to school
Afraid of the fresh air
They're selling crisis everywhere
I remember
Running wild in the summer
Bikes and ballgames
Until the sun disappeared
Ice cream trucks and dinner bells
Like sirens
Nothing but dad's curfew to fear
Tell me that don't sound better
Than the world we live in now
Following friends
You never laid eyes on
Suicide trends
Someone's trying to get you high on
Used to wake up
And come flying out of bed
Every morning born again
Tell me that don't sound better
Than the world we live in now
Don't throw up your hands
It's on you
You got to make a stand
For what's true
Let's find the courage to see it through
Pacify kids with mama's iPhone
Wonder why life becomes a game
Bedroom snipers blowing through some other time zone
There's got to be a better way
Ain't nothing wrong with the good old days
Tell me that don't sound better
Than the world we live in now
Tell me that don't sound better
Than the world we live in now