LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
They want more than a million in the bank
Everyone votes red but still hates the tax
Nobody wants to decide but everyone wants the power
Some live in the city but they call it the hood
I'm the same but I take my chances
Nobody gets in, "No, what? I know the bouncer"
Nothing's too late but I'm trying to be brave
I only drink it straight, no milk in my coffee
My friend is lost, he has snorted up a year's salary
Now black cars are outside his place at night
Everyone wears biker shorts now at festivals
Everyone's chasing followers but who's gonna lead the pack?
Am I any better myself? Driving too fast behind the wheel
Soon kissed every girl in Stockholm who's beautiful
Can barely go out, have to look over my shoulder
The whole city wakes up before I've gone to bed
I'm a child of our time, if I were to break free
Subletting was my only alternative
I lived up at someone's place, almost like a collective
And our neighbors from Italy, they drank too much wine
Standing with my feet on the ground, feeling that it's hard
Regret not drinking water between drinks yesterday
But what does it matter now that it's raining on the Southside?
Now I hear the neighbor playing Primetime
I have a friend who claims he knows what love is
But he was subscribed to chlamydia letters
And every Wednesday he went out and that's for sure
So he woke up every Thursday without—
Here nobody has known anyone but
Everyone is your best friend
Until they throw you to the vultures
To stab you in the back later
But everyone wants to be a CEO, nobody wants to go to the maternity ward
Everyone writes 'Son of a b*tch' on their CV
Everyone wants to be real, the boys make missteps
Someone buys sex and he cries about it on TV
I'm a child of our time, I'm filled with idiocy
Maybe I'll shoot up a school or I'll take my life
Maybe I'll travel away to cleanse my soul
And I don't give a sh*t about what you call carbon dioxide
And I search sometimes, I get messed up sometimes
I should move somewhere where nobody knew my name
So what does it matter now that it's raining on the Westside?
It'll always be the best life
Nobody wants to get up but a job isn't optional
Everyone wants to get drunk but nobody wants to be hungover
Everyone wants to live big but not big in Bagis
Everyone wants to be stars but nobody wants to be famous
Here nobody wants to live but nobody wants to die
Nobody wants to go in if they have to stand in line
Nobody who wants to work for someone but have a salary
At least as big as a bank director's
They go to the same places, every weekend, the same parties
They f*ck the same people and call each other after
And their job is that they go on a paid vacation
With the same people they talk sh*t about in the bathroom
Let me explain one thing, you have such great ideals
When everyone's watching you're phenomenal
Treating the friend from the hood as an accessory
And sings the n-word at the party when you're partying in private
They like ketamine and cocaine and a lot of speed
Have ADHD but they call it a superpower
They speak out about it and suddenly they get a book deal
It must be hard to fight to be relevant
'Cause everyone stabs everyone here left and right
So respect to you who study at Komvux or KTH
Nobody will save the world because the profit is too low
So they capitalize on their daughter or son
I'm a child of our time, taking out a loan on credit
I buy really expensive clothes and take a loan on my car
Maybe I'll betray a friend to get to go to an event
Braid my hair and I don't see any problem with it
Standing with my feet on the ground, feeling that it's hard
I don't want any kids but I still skip the condom
So in collaboration with every f*cker that you know
You should check on your friends
Nobody wants to get up but nobody wants to work
Sitting on a live broadcast, talking it out with johns
The guys throw gang signs even though they live in Bromma
This one goes out to Sweden, welcome to Stockholm
Here we dance to misogynistic music
They'd probably cancel their own mom if it gets them traffic
They talk to the police but pretend to be a G
I'm ashamed of who I am, I'm a child of our time