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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mattstagraham
Mattstagraham
Performer
Raccoon Tour
Raccoon Tour
Performer
Matthew Tad Graham
Matthew Tad Graham
Vocals
Nate Burr
Nate Burr
Vocals
Trey wells
Trey wells
Electric Guitar
Randy McCurdy
Randy McCurdy
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Tad Graham
Matthew Tad Graham
Composer
Nate Burr
Nate Burr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Tad Graham
Matthew Tad Graham
Mixing Engineer
Bill Henderson
Bill Henderson
Mastering Engineer

Letras

"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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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