Chivas: Gen D

Woah, ey, ey
Damn, I’ve got such a pretty face
Standing in front of the mirror, brainbooster fizzing in my cup
This is exactly how I wanted to live, wake up only at 5:33
Million dollar May routine
Chat-GPT gives me the BTC rates for today
Vape in my left hand, zero-waste shopping bag in the right
(Holy fuck, what a messed-up day)
Why do people blame me?
When everything bad is just my ADHD

I love this fucked-up world, my idols are criminals
I know I’ll manage on my own, popping meds from e-prescriptions

And if you ever lose your way, don’t forget — from cashier to sex worker (What do they call it?)
They call it GEN Z
But we’re GEN D (GENERATION, blah, GENERATION)
My idols — I know I’ll make it alone
And if you ever lose your way, don’t forget — from cashier to sex worker (What do they call it?)
They call it GEN Z, but we are GEN D (blah!)
GEN D (blah!)
GEN D (blah!)
GEN D (blah!)
Generation

I don’t wanna live, maybe it’s the meds they got wrong
I want more blood, ‘cause there’s no one left to comfort me
Unless it’s a livestream — of someone hanging themselves
Sounds just like
Here we are now, so entertain us
Spill some blood, as long as it amuses us

I love this fucked-up world, my idols are criminals
I know I’ll manage on my own, popping meds from e-prescriptions

And if you ever lose your way, don’t forget — from cashier to sex worker (What do they call it?)
They call it GEN Z
But we’re GEN D

‘Cause to live in peace, I need more blood
‘Cause-‘cause-‘cause to live, I need more
Blood
Okay

I love this fucked-up world, my idols are criminals
I know I’ll manage on my own, popping meds from e-prescriptions
And if you ever lose your way, don’t forget — from cashier to sex worker (What do they call it?)
They call it GEN Z
But we’re GEN D
GEN D, blah, blah

This is just the beginning
Open your disgusting eyes