[Verse 1] Friday night, blue plastic case Movie picked by the cover face Five bucks felt like a serious choice One rewind fee could wreck your joy Pizza boxes on the living room floor Cheap thrills, didn’t need much more Didn’t know we were rich back then Just felt safe where the week would end [Pre-Chorus] Life was loud, but it made some sense You worked a little, you earned some cents [Chorus] From toys to taxes From bikes to bills We learned the rules But not the skills We were running so fast Now we’re stuck in the deep I’m a 90’s kid In a world that won’t sleep [Verse 2] Paper route in the early light Folded dreams with the morning Times Knocked on doors, names we knew Money felt fair for the work you’d do Babysitting paid for plans Helping neighbors felt like a chance Kids got rich in their own small way Just for showing up every day [Pre-Chorus] Now it’s hustle just to stand still Same effort, different hill [Chorus] From toys to taxes From play to stress Life costs more And pays us less We were promised time If we worked enough I’m a 90’s kid Trying not to give up [Bridge] (half-time, emotional) Life was affordable Dreams felt reachable Time wasn’t rented out [Final Chorus] From toys to taxes From then to now Still asking questions No one answers out loud I don’t hate the life I made I just miss the belief That a little work Could still set you free [Outro] If I’m honest tonight I still see that kid In the Blockbuster aisle Thinking… this is it.
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