The Brainwashing Of America's Youth

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