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My Generation Lies In Me


I wonder what what it's like to be a superhero, They all say I'm the head honcho, They remind me I'm the last of my line, I realize that they have reasons I don't, They dictate my world with their won'ts, It's all on me to carry on the name, So that the blood line is not left empty and slain, I wonder what it'd be like if I were no leader, I guess i wouldn't be here nor my father's son neither, Because after all, there's only one way, And if you wonder you may as well hang, I was told to make them behind me follow, And never take a pill I can't swallow, I wonder what of there were another, Would then I not be so smothered, Cause every other man but dad and I lay dead, The stress is too much but it's all in my head, But at night when the angels visit me, They say that my generation lies in me.
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