Dreaming alone
Thoughts in his dome
Have roamed across the globe
While he just sits at home
State of the youth
In bed til’ noon
The end is coming soon
Walk outside and face this doom
Growing up slow
Life in 3D
Always sunny
In cities where loan sharks
Are dragged up dead from sea
Son of a gun
Waking up buzzed
Carry a pen in case
You forget what you thought
Growing up slow
Working for free
Ten kid families
Planting farms and seeds
Grow things we can’t eat

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