What are you? You’re not welcome here.
Out of the blue, when it seemed all clear.
I’m not surprised, felt you getting near.
But I hate it – hate the way you appear!
And seem so real!
Push me forward, into the new frontier.
Drive me faster, shift into higher gear.
Don’t know where I am, or where you will take me.
But I hate it – hate when you reappear!
It seems so real, the way you feel!
I need to heal!
Gets more intense each new passing year.
Cannot escape, feeding on my fear.
Guess this is real life, although it’s so surreal.
And I hate it – hate the way you appear!
It seems so real, the way you feel!
I need to heal!
When you reappear! (Rule books, ages, feeling so outdated)
It seems so real! (Debt, education, nuclear procreation)
The way you feel! (Wages, corruption, limitless exhaustion)
I need to heal! (Climbing expectations, pressured generations)