Thoughts In Transit

When I was invented back in 1987
I had dreams and things I wanted to be
I prayed 'cause I was ignorant
I did not expect the world to look so different
From the eyes of twenty-one compared to ten
We all grow up and forget
The dreams we had when we were kids
But I don’t think we really forget
We just realize
That life is a disappointment
You cannot be whatever you want
Love isn’t real and Christmas is not magical
Like it used to be
Everyone is a machine
Everyone is a machine
Work, eat, sleep, repeat
Everyone is a machine
Work, eat, sleep, repeat
Everyone is a machine
Work, eat, sleep, repeat
Everyone is a machine
Work, eat, sleep, repeat
I can write whatever I please