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Y2Kbaby (Explicit)
Penelope Scott
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They put me on the map at an early age
And I knew this world was mine to save
And I love it here, I hate to say it
I'm your perfect 2000 baby
Split me up along demographic lines
But you can't take the stars out of my eyes
I'm sick, radical, pathologized
I'm your perfect Y2K baby
I'm an archetype, I'm a scam
I'm a religion, I'm the folly of man
Stamp me with a barcode, put me on the news
So crazy I could be true
Deeply deranged, unprecedented times
And I can't quite leave my guilt behind
But we're dancing anyway, that's alright
These things work themselves out sometimes
I take off my shoes for the TSA
And I stuff my second shoe with my second brain
And I saturate with levels of contamination
But I'm still gonna make my flight
I'm delusional, I'm a dream
I'm the future, I'm the scheme
Underneath it all, I'm somebody's child
Gotta remember every once in a while
I'm very well suited to my crazy conditions
From my microplastic blood to my dopamine deficiency
The web, the bleed, the flow, the lines
I'm a hero of my time
I live in symbols, I breathe poison air
I can still fall in love when the world's unfair
And I can't fucking read, but I read between the lines
I'm a sign of my times
I'm an embarrassment, I'm a joke
I'm the hit that makes you choke
I'm a head rush, I'm a lamb
You're not quite sure what I am
Unimpressed and unsurprised
Rude and oversocialized
They're rooting for us, for what it's worth
So crazy, it just might work
I melt into the network, and I touch the cloud
I wanna overthrow the government, I can't get off the couch
I miss technology that I never had
I'm your sweet nostalgic girl
I send my little memes, and I play on my devices
Visions of a unified design in my mind
And to see it, is to sort it, is to split it all apart
I'm your sweet nostalgic girl
I'm a promise, I'm a slog
A spoiled brat, an underdog
Give me a computer, let me run
God forbid these kids have fun
I was born, and the stars aligned
And I fell in love with my only life
I'm ashamed to say that I'm right on time
I'm your 2000 baby
Lower your voice and look around
What do you think it's all about?
Maybe it's okay to never figure it out
Just keep your head up, baby
Death of the narrative, birth of the hive
Billions of nodes, and one great mind
Can you make your home in a rising tide?
Can you laugh as hard as you cry?
I'm an archetype, I'm a scam
I'm a religion, I'm the folly of man
Stamp me with a barcode, send me to the moon
I'm so crazy, I could be true
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