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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mattstagraham
Performer
Raccoon Tour
Performer
Matthew Tad Graham
Vocals
Nate Burr
Vocals
Trey wells
Electric Guitar
Randy McCurdy
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Tad Graham
Composer
Nate Burr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Tad Graham
Mixing Engineer
Bill Henderson
Mastering Engineer
Texty
"Stay in your lane"
Is the best you can say
When you told us we could reach the stars?
Now my last pair of shoes
Are melting in the pavement
While billionaires fuck off to Mars
Because the only place left with out
Brand advertisements
Are skies we once thought anybody could touch
Aren't you angry at all
The future didn't amount to much?
Remember tv shows and flying cars?
Robots that weren't designed to steal your art?
And if they could, they'd take your beating hеart
The future didn't amount to much
We'rе what's left of the
Hopeful young
For a while, there's been
Slim to none
We are coming for what was promised
By those who have failed us
I would walk 30 miles to your house to hang out
On what's now Howard Schultz boulevard
There's some college apartments and a Lulu Lemon
On what used to be your front yard
And the only thing they haven't bought underneath us is
Our empty thoughts as the rich fucking eat us
Oh what a shame
The future didn't amount to much?
Remember what they told you in grade school?
And now you're in the same place as the honor roll
Digging yourself out of a financial hole
The future didn't amount to much
We're what's left of the
Hopeful young
For a while, there's been
Slim to none
We are coming for what was promised
By those who have failed us
We're what's left of the
Hopeful young
For a while, there's been
Slim to none
We are coming for what was promised
By those who have failed us
By those who have failed us
I've been playing the Sims 3
To live out my fantasy
Of someday owning a home
I just financed my PC
With no credit history
So I just leveraged my soul
Thank you surveillance capital
And thank you Tim Apple
For getting to know me so well
Thank you Fox News and QAnon
You radicalized Dad and Mom
Your children are going to hell
Dump your bleach in
Coral reefs and
Start another
Twitter beef and
Carbon footprints, tax relief
TikTok makes me want to "unalive" myself
So give us all your
Fentanyl
It mixes well with
Alcohol
And Watch my friends all
Start to fall
My retirement plan's the apocalypse
We're what's left of the hopeful young
We're what's left of the hopeful young
We're what's left of the hopeful young
We're what's left of the hopeful young
Writer(s): Matthew Graham, Nathan Burr
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