I’m a first generation degenerate
Dropped out, messed around for the hell of it
I’m the first in my family to spend years in therapy
And only get worse by the end of it
They say I’m too sensitive
Too this, too that, too reckless, perfectionist
I tell them it is what it is
I am who I am and you get what you give
And I don’t care if I don’t have a fancy job, a big shot career
I wanna love somebody and breathe fresh air
Without the toxins they’re pumping in our atmosphere
And is that so hard? Is that so bad?
To wanna give love and be loved back
To wanna see a world where the news ain’t sad
And the truth means facts
And the kids aren’t high off of laughing gas
That was supposed to help them cope when their big tooth cracked
But now they can’t afford to eat ’cause all the side effects
Ahem, come with a side debt
Which I’d argue that is a product of a failing nation
‘Cause all of our information is controlled by an insatiable amount of greed from corporations
With participation from the kings and queens of mass surveillance
No, I won’t be quiet or complacent
‘Cause if I’m too much, then what the hell is that saying
About the world we’re living in that’s making sure we decay?
And it’s like planned obsolescence for machines and our brains
And God forbid we’re not obedient, got something to say
About the people making bank while we’re digging our graves
About the people pushing hate, the lobby of vapes
Indoctrinating children, one hit and you’re saved
Then it’s puff, puff, pass on generations of change
And my heart’s still bruising, my hope still bleeds
And I swear I’m holding on, but by the hems, not the seams
And everybody’s telling me to disconnect and to breathe
But it’s a privilege to have peace when I turn off my screen
I’m a degenerate, but shit, at least I’ve got empathy
And I hate that I’m breaking, but I hate what I’d be
If I hardened my heart, maybe then they’d be pleased
But hate is just a symptom, apathy’s the disease
I’m a first generation degenerate
Dropped out, messed around for the hell of it
I’m the first in my family to spend years in therapy
And only get worse by the end of it
They say I’m too sensitive
Too this, too that, too reckless, perfectionist
I tell them it is what it is
I am who I am and you get what you give
Oh ooh, da-da-da-doo-doo
I’m a first generation degenerate
Da-doo
I’m a first generation degenerate
Most days, I wake up already tired of trying
Like I’ve been fighting in my sleep and losing time after time
And when I open my eyes, I’ve already lost my goddamn mind
I’m tired of coping and hoping that things will just change on their own
I’m tired of being told I’m broken to no fault of my own
I’m tired of poisoned oxygen, GMOs, and black mold
I’m tired of breathing costing more than the weight of my bones
They say the house isn’t on fire
But I’m choking on the smoke of all our dead dreams, futures, and hopes
And all the friends who disappeared without a trace or a note
I’m tired of sleepwalking, keeping one eye open, one closed
I’m a first generation degenerate
Dropped out, messed around for the hell of it
I’m the first in my family to spend years in therapy
And only get worse by the end of it
They say I’m too sensitive
Too this, too that, too reckless, perfectionist
I tell them it is what it is
I am who I am and you get what you give
Won’t shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Won’t give up, give up, give up, give up
Gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Just to knock it down
Won’t shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Won’t give up, give up, give up, give up
Gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Just to knock it down
I’m a first generation degenerate, mm
I’m a first generation degenerate
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