[Verse 1]
I’m tired of being told
Who I am and where to go
Yeah, the truth is I’m getting tired of being told
I’m a human not a number, don’t you know?
They want to see us die
With their pockets lined with gold
Because the more that we divide
The more they grow
I said, “How can I pick a side
When both the sides feel cold?”
Hm, mm
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe, maybe this is all but a daydream
‘Cause something isn’t right in this world
And for summertime, it sure feels cold
[Chorus]
We are from a lost generation
Look at what a mess they’vе created
And I guess it’s on us to sort it out
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Thеy say we’re uptight and frustrated
That’s on them, yeah, that’s how they made us
We are from a lost generation now
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
You have the brightest eyes
That I’ll probably ever know
And I’d rather die than to let them lose their glow
Don’t let the city wear you down and steal your soul
Oh, no, no, no, no
And I know those before us
They will try pigeonhole us
And lay weight on our shoulders
‘Til we break, just to find we can’t be broke
Oh, I’m a human not a number don’t you know?
Oh, oh, no, oh, no
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe, maybe this is all but a daydream
‘Cause something isn’t right in this world
And for summertime, it sure feels cold
[Chorus]
We are from a lost generation
Look at what a mess they’ve created
And I guess it’s on us to sort it out
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
They say we’re uptight and frustrated
That’s on them, yeah, that’s how they made us
We are from a lost generation now
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Bridge]
Friday night
Let’s try fall in love to keep the vibe alive
Let’s try and run this up
You my ride or my die my sweetness
We should’ve known
They should’ve said
Maybe it’s not all in our heads
We come as one
Just how we dreamt
Maybe it’s not all in our heads
[Chorus]
We are from a lost generation
Look at what a mess they’ve created
We are from a lost generation now
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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