What A Waste

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 tô 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
'Cause 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

Every day
Is a trade
For the youth
What a shame
Every face
Every name
Gets replaced

Oh
What a waste