So this is what’s become my generation A sea of faces muffled by the cloud As Saturn completes its first rotation Perhaps we’ll all put our devices down
I never thought that I’d become a cliché Some twenty-something lost inside the noise And I fought it, I followed all my instincts But somehow I still feel like just a boy
All my friends are brands And I’m nostalgic for those High school weekends
When we were just teens Dreaming what we would be Not caught in our content God give me the key
I busted out and got myself a new job So many ways to satisfy their ends And I broke down when all the doors were closing And I never wanna feel that way again
I shot for Mars and got as far as Kansas To see if Dorothy really went to Oz And I learned that every fag in every country ‘cross the land Is just tryna prove that they are still enough
All my friends are brands And I’m nostalgic for those High school weekends
When we were just teens Dreaming what we would be Not caught in our content God give me the key
All my friends are brands (All my friends are brands) All my friends are brands (All my friends are brands) All my friends are brands (All my friends are brands) All my friends are brands (All my friends are brands)