Hustle in the viable years
Who you love and who you fear
All your work and inspiration
Systematic expiration
We're so brave, we're so real
We're so desperate, make a deal
Oh your words are so poetic
Generational synthetic
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
All my friends are far away
Leaves my head in disarray
I can help but to forget
What is now and what is next
Trade a fortune for a song
What we wanted all along
Oh your words are so magnetic
Generation apathetic
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
