My generation without a name
The TV waves gave birth to mutant brains

You let go
Chaos pollution contaminates your comfort zone
From mainstream lies to underground pride
I'm insane i'm the son
Democracy disowned

Whoaa

(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent

We're rust on the iron curtain
We're ghosts in the machine of the governement
Trust

We're a generation of toxic wasted
Sex and drugs the antidote
Won't waste my life
Won't waste my life on chicken-shit conformity
For no one

Whoaa

(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent

No conciliation (coming)
Insides insane
Just can't be still

In my brain
Pure cain pissed
Pollution

Head is for rent (it's a blessing)
Vacancy is evident

In my brain
Pure cain pissed
Pollution

I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
I'm ready for the wind to fan the flames
Ignite this today

The kids converging on the streets
One shot when everyone gets some

Drawn from our blood frustration
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some
Everyone gets some

(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent

We're toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent

Toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent

(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent