Written by John Mellencamp



Destiny shares the eyes of the young genocides

Suicides that are still alive

Their success has been so well disguised, yeah

And on their face, is a razors blank stare

As if to know their destiny is going no where ??

But no where is not so hard to bare

Where their parents can decide

Hand and hand they walk together

With their broken pride

Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers

And the whole world to decide ??

Desperately searching and dangerously.....

I deserve ....

Not much worse than they are, of the young genocides

Facing the world with your back to the wall

Its hard to feel important at all

The Grand Illusion that'll never come

Its disguised itself as tomorrow