Growing up is hard to do

This is not a test,

this is not a test.

The world is not your oyster,

it is not a playground for you to shoot your missiles.

The world cannot handle anymore nuclear explosions,

all we want to do is die young watching tv.

Watching something,

feeling nothing.

Watching something,

feeling nothing.

We pitch our forts yes

but then we quickly take them down.

We can bend spoons,

we just don't think much of ourselves.

We aren't heavy spenders,

just another lost soul in the digital age,

catching the wave.

Evolve you diseases,

for no sickness can amount to the brutalities that we commit today.

Upheave, reap, punch, and sew.

For memories are now freshly faded,

drifting as the ocean changes its cycle.

Imagine, 

a world without nuclear weapons.