Mother serendipity Come and bless me with your vapidity I don’t wanna be a good little boy Come and drown me in excesses Kill and bury me with blesses And agoraphobic trends to style Let me share with you a secret If you steal it you can keep it But ask them nicely and They’ll take it away Every day Gets replaced What a shame Face down into a blender And if I cannot remember I’ll pretend it never won me A prize I’m the weakest generation Like the old ones keep on saying I’m abusing what my mama gave me Digitize my spirit Side effects don’t wanna hear it Cuz obsoletion is the ultimate Death Maybe there’s some money In the pain just make it funny We’ll be stars before The sun dies out Everyday Is a trade For the youth What a shame Every face Every name Gets replaced Oh What a waste