(Jennette McCurdy’s Generation Love) Generation Games
v. 1
I see the children in the Seam, dying from starvation.
So many parents don’t wanna see their children killed for entertainment
When will someone just say no and refuse to play a part?
For the Capitol you see, the center of it all.
Who will the reaping claim next?
v. 2
I’ve heard stories of the elders, children of the Dark Days
And how living with no hope creates a deep and dark maze
Survivors sit in their rockers, saddened by the games
And if I were to visit, they’d be a mask of pain.
Who will the reaping claim next?
Chorus
Will they call us generation lost
Or generation need?
Or the connected generation to the President’s scheme.
Or the generation how we could live with the death
Or maybe they’ll call us, generation games
v. 3
We are children of it all, victims of disaster
We build up our walls, to remain our own masters
You’ve all got it pretty good, shifting all the blame
But I think I hear an old heart calling out my name
Generation Games
