The Brainwashing Of America s Youth

By Eric Morris
Performed by NTTP
copyright 2002

I remember a little girl, trying to change the world
Not to understand it, but to demand it
To stop for you
Is that still you

Look me in the eye and tell me you re not changed
That you played their game
That you came out on top and are still standing there
Tell me there s more to you than your now blank stare


CHORUS
Losing track, of everyone
Cannot compare, to what you ve done
Look in my eyes, for I can see
All your broken dreams, staring right back at me


If you could see inside my head, its all forgotten promises I ve left unsaid
When you look in the mirror is what you see
Who you really are, or what you re told to be
By the images that flash across the screen
Saying starve yourself so you can be like me
Was to hold out too much to ask of you
Are you another example of the brainwashing of America s youth

Take a look, a look, at what I see
Just a shell, a shell, of what you used to be
Standing strong, no more, you cower there
Midst your friends, your clothes, and your pretty hair
It s a shame, exactly, what I hear
You ve conceded your loss
Conceded to disappear forever
Please somebody tell me I am dreaming


CHORUS
Losing track, of every one
Cannot compare, to what you ve done
Look in my eyes, for I can see
All your broken dreams, staring right back at me