Lyric

(We were born with a glitch in the code...)

(Neon dreams, obsolete hope...)

Raised on pixels and dial tones

Mixed tapes, broken headphones

Taught to dream, but not too loud

Told we’re special, just like the crowd

Jobless futures, college debt

Love through screens we just forget

Dancing with a plastic grin

We smile, but we don’t let them in

We’re the 90s kids

Lost in neon nights

Falling through the static

With no left or right

We’re the 90s kids

Dancing through the haze

Generation missing

But still we play the game

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

Internet raised, and always tired

Hope expired, hearts rewired

Taught to hustle, told to feel

But every moment never feels real

Vinyl dreams with glitchy beats

Fast food wisdom, dopamine cheats

We move like ghosts in disco lights

Faking futures every night

We’re the 90s kids

Lost in borrowed time

Living memes and headlines

In synthetic rhyme

We’re the 90s kids

Cool and disconnected

Trained to want everything

And feel rejected

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

No future shock, just muted noise

Dreams outsourced, repackaged toys

But we still dance, and we still care

Even if the world’s unfair

We’re the 90s kids

Still glowing faintly blue

In this disco of confusion

We do what we must do

We’re the 90s kids

Lost but not alone

If we don’t belong anywhere

We’ll build our own

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

We’re the 90s kids

(We were raised on static...)

(We’ll make our rhythm from the noise...)