Children Lyrics - Archetype - Tonedeff

V1 (16) 

One day you'll look back at your life and wonder, like "what the fuck was I thinking"/ 

Puffing and drinking at seven - public delinquent/ 

Setting yourself up for nothing, just loving life, cussing & beefing/ 

Without knowing what to believe in/ 

Or even care for that matter, cause you're too young to be hunting for reason/ 

When school days are your function of meeting/ 

And looking back on the days when the term 'back in the day' wasn't existent/ 

You wonder if who you were is who you are this instant/ 

Cause when you're 10 you're not far from an infant/ 

Or when prom could be listed down as your longest commitment/ 

Shit, time has a wicked sense of humor that's harshly sadistic/ 

It puts what you did wrong, in the distance by foggin your senses/ 

I harbor resentment for bandwagons, and tailgators, 

Braggart cats who ain't graduate with a penchant for brand-fashion 

Little miss know it all bitches, and Bully-Ass bastards with bad manners/ 

So, if you can't stand it, let's demand action/ 

V2 (32) 

You see - hindsight is 20/20 as motherfucker/ 

Some people never learn from others, cause they love to suffer/ 

I'm being real with y'all, I seldom bunch my tongue up/ 

Yet, to this day, I never had the balls to say 'fuck' in front my mother/ 

I've come to realize the world changes with every summer/ 

Sundown to sun up, the seasons run out asunder/ 

I've seen the power of drugs, of greed and the violence of guns/ 

And the people somehow get numb, as evil devours the young, 

With a feeble amount of love instilled in em, 

Meanwhile even teachers don't wanna build with 'em/ 

But I realized that I can still hit em, and see inside where the chill bit em/ 

With heat provided by a lil rhythm/ 

I seek to guide whoever's grippin for wisdom, I'll do what I can/ 

Cause I wished I received a bit a this, but I was doomed to withstand/ 

The unscrupulous manner In which I learned, with ruthless abandon/ 

Now, due to demand, children behold the truth is at hand/ 

See, them cats you hanging with now, is who you are/ 

And they'll become their parents, so look at them and decide if that's who you wanna be/ 

Honestly, think about their qualities,/ 

You're probably exhibiting parts of these people's behaviors chronically/ 

Call me a saint to warn ya - see that bitch that thinks she's the shit 

At 15 with the heaving tits, the type kids would just fiend to get/ 

Will end up pregnant before she hits community college, broke and soon to be jobless 

Abused by the dude she gets high with/ 

See, little girls believe every love is true and it's timeless/ 

Till they get fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who ends up crying/ 

But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of nature/ 

We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with no good reason to break up/ 

Now, Mr. Popularity, is just that. 

In 10 years, he'll be Mr. Popularity with a bad job and a mustasche/ 

So, fuck that socialite bullshit that they force upon you/ 

Believe me, this is the exact course I've gone through. 

Break 

Fly your own way - Do your own thing/ 

Fuck what they say - Follow your own swing/ 

Use your mind now - Don't get swept up/ 

Use time well - Don't get kept up/ 

Live your own life - Get your taste right/ 

Find your own vibe - Fuck what they like 

Don't get caught up - Live in your own skin 

V3 (16) 

See, most motherfuckers are sheep, it was true then and it still is/ 

Take away the uniforms, y'all will dress the same way to fit in/ 

Nowadays I see ya, doing whatever you see on TV/ 

Media Brainwashed, buying a new trend every 3 weeks/ 

And you're knee deep in cheap weed, liquor, there's even STD's in pre-teens 

It's different now, So, fuck whatever we think/ 

Right? Well, ya might be. Things have only changed ever so slightly/ 

Like, Same Jordans minus the swoosh from Nike/ 

I see it's worse then ever. There's no respect and no thirst to endeavour/ 

Just kids that want to be first in the center/ 

With no work ethic - to earn their own personal shelter, 

Bursting with pent up aggression, these are the things you observe as an elder/ 

Cause when you grow it hurts to stay inside your shell/ 

I'll prolly rewrite this song in 20 years, and dedicate it to myself/ 

I guess the jist of it is, that when you're big, you'll just miss how you lived/ 

And when you're a kid, you'll just wish you were big/ 

So For now. 

Chorus: 

Why Don't You Fly On By/ 

If Your Flock Dives You'll Die 

You can get up under the wind and glide away/ 

The Sky is big enough for everybody. 

You don't have to live life the normal way/ 

Just Glide Your Own Way.