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

All my friends are far away
Leaves my head in disarray

I can't 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
Generational synthetic

And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will