Stuffed in my jacket, a photo booth vow You said you'd change the pattern, but you're part of it now Vultures in suits circle my old front door I'm fizzy with rage on a cheap laminate floor They sold us the future, so shiny and thin Now I'm digging through discount bins, just to feel settled in And the static is humming a tune I should know… We’re the glue-gun and glitter, cheap-thrills, lost-and-found A generation shouting with the volume turned down Buying hope on subscription, 'til the credit runs thin Living in the echo of the noise we're living in Yeah, we're screaming in whispers, trying to tear up the script With rented dreams and a heartbeat that's satellite-dipped! Found a supermarket psalm under fluorescent light For a love that went out-of-date by last Tuesday night My coffee's a statue to the 9-to-5 drone Paying interest on a feeling I can't even own They rebranded the rebellion, made it tame and neat Now I'm stacking my defiance in the warehouse of the weak And the dial tone's singing a lullaby low… We’re the glue-gun and glitter, cheap-thrills, lost-and-found A generation shouting with the volume turned down Buying hope on subscription, 'til the credit runs thin Living in the echo of the noise we're living in Yeah, we're screaming in whispers, trying to tear up the script With rented dreams and a heartbeat that's satellite-dipped! In the cold neon gospel, I see a faded sign… For something that was handmade in a slow, lost time Not an algorithm's answer, not a brand-new mistake But a shelter you could build with the choices you make We’re the GLUE-GUN and GLITTER, CHEAP-THRILLS, LOST-AND-FOUND! A GENERATION SHOUTING with the volume turned DOWN! Buying hope on subscription, 'til the credit runs THIN! Living in the echo of the noise we're living IN! Yeah, we're SCREAMING in WHISPERS, trying to TEAR UP THE SCRIPT! With rented dreams and a heartbeat that's SATELLITE-DIPPED! ...a heartbeat that's satellite-dipped… …satellite-dipped… …just a signal, alone.]
