Lyrics
We think 'til we're emotional
We engage in thought until our emotions are stirred.
Then drink until we're sociable again
We resort to drinking to regain sociability.
This whole century is sensory overload
The current era is marked by overwhelming sensory input.
Stay the night, roam the globe
Invite someone to stay overnight and explore the world.
We go from low to overdose back to comatose
We oscillate between emotional lows, overdose, and comatose states.
Brightest lights, coldest roads
Navigating through the brightest lights and coldest roads.
My generation is a rose that's grown
Shad's generation is like a rose emerging from difficult circumstances.
From concrete rubble under a broken home
Originating from broken homes amid concrete rubble.
In a busy city where we've never felt so alone
In a bustling city, they feel an unprecedented sense of isolation.
Let's get outta here baby, Barry Bonds
Proposing to leave the current situation, akin to Barry Bonds.
I know we've both got baggage, I hope they're carry-ons
Acknowledging personal baggage, hoping it's manageable.
Same age as pops when he married moms
Comparing age to parents when they married.
Pipe dreams, cherry bombs, blow up, gone
Reference to unattainable dreams and their explosive consequences.
Grow up, achieve, succeed
Encouraging growth, achievement, and success.
You know that you've arrived when you always gotta leave
Realizing arrival is marked by a perpetual need to leave.
And you're up all night 'cause you're living all your dreams
Staying awake all night because dreams are being lived.
The fantasy, a black room, one mirror
Describing a fantasy involving a dark room and a mirror.
The man I see, inside of the vanity, can't believe
The man in the mirror is disillusioned and can't believe in any force.
That he can't believe anymore, in any force
Expressing disbelief in anything stronger than a bombshell blonde.
Stronger than a bombshell blonde that's 24
Reflecting on the age of the bombshell blonde.
Room had many doors (how to choose?)
A room with many doors prompts a choice.
He said the echo in the space made him sound confused
The echo in the space creates confusion.
And there's mirrors all around, 100,000 views
Mirrors reflecting numerous views, leading to a crowded room.
Became a thousand faces in the now crowded room
Views multiply into faces in the now crowded room.
Loud music, all around and booze and the sound of youth
Amid loud music, booze, and youthful sounds.
They got advanced because they only know how to move
Advancement driven by the ability to move.
We think 'til we're emotional
Reiteration of the cycle: thinking, becoming emotional, and drinking.
Then drink until we're sociable again
Resorting to drinking again for sociability.
This whole century is sensory overload
Reaffirmation of the sensory overload in the current century.
We think 'til we're emotional
Continuation of the cycle: thinking, emotional, and drinking.
Then drink until we're sociable again
Returning to drinking to regain sociability.
This whole century is sensory overload
Reiteration of the overwhelming sensory input in the century.
You know that you've arrived when you always gotta leave
Highlighting the paradox of always leaving despite arriving.
And you're up all night 'cause you're living all your dreams
Staying awake all night, living out one's dreams.
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