Generational Synthetic

Hustle in the five old years Do you love and do you feel All your working inspiration Systematic exploration Words so great, words so real Words so desperate and concealed All your words are so poetic Generational synthetic And I will do it on my own again 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 Hit my head in disobey I can help but to forget What is now and what is next Train a fortune for a soul What we wanted all along All your words are so magnetic Generational pathetic And I will do it on my own again I will say what I will And I will do it on my own again And I will say what I will