Born into Nixon I was raised in hell
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled
The last one born and the first one to run
My town was blind from refinery sun

My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero

21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
to the 20th century deadline

I was made of poison and blood
Combination is what I understood
From Mexico to the Berlin Wall
Homeland security could kill us all

My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero

21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
to the 20th century deadline

We are the cries of the class of '13
Born in the year of humility
we are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969

My name is 'No one' your long lost son
Born on the 4th of July
Raised in the barnyards of heroes and cons
Left me for dead or alive

There is a war that's inside my head
That questions the results and lies
I'm breaking my back till I'm better off dead
We are not payed enough to survive

I am an engine, a worker, a pawn
My debt to the status quo
The scars on my hands and a means to an end
It's all that I have to show

I'm taking a loan on my sanity
For the redemption of my soul
well I am exempt from this tragedy
And the 21st century fall

I praise liberty, the freedom to obey
It's a song that strangles me
Well don't cross the line

Oh, dream, American dream
I can't even sleep
from rainstorms till dawn
Oh, bleed, America bleed
Believe what you read
from heroes and cons