Trunks

(My name is Trunks)

(This is going to sound really strange but I'm not from this time)

(I traveled here in a time machine twenty years from the future)

(Really? From the future? That's incredible)

You think you know what’s going on in my mind?

You should see the world through my eyes

Surprise, I'm not kind

Yo, check it, I'm a bastard in disguise

Everything you do is predictable

When I make a move, yo, I think it through

Everything I’ve ever said on any song is coming from the back of my brain like my head has got an intercom

Now everything is clear

There is no future here

The world we’re living in is killing me and all my dreams

I’ll go back like trunks and try to sort this out

And warn the past about the androids running the world

I'm a fresher prince than Vegeta

I'm not just sayin', I’ll end your world like I'm frieza

I'm neither a heathen or heaven sent

I'm just an over thinker

What’s going on? I can’t tell

If I'm okay or unwell?

I can’t make sense of my brain

Under technologies spell

Am I missing the point? I'm not getting it

I don’t know, I just don’t see the benefit

Doing everything just for the hell of it

We see the truth but nobody’s telling it

I'm swiping them right just to get a bit

I hate what they say but I'm liking it

We’re all as full of shit as each other

We say fuck the system but nobody’s fighting it

What are we meant to do?

And where are we meant to go?

And everybody’s creative

And everybody’s got flow

And everybody’s got their food getting delivered to their door

And everybody is a model

And everybody is a slut

It’s true, whether they admit it or not

I don’t care, that’s their own prerogative

It’s just me, so I stand in the mirror and stare

Who the fuck am I?

The cold hand of disconnection, left on read

Made a monster of us all so now we’re

Kicking off it’s God damn head

It’s artificial, I’ve become one of them

So who the fuck is gonna mourn me when I'm dead

I’ve gotta go back

Now everything is clear

There is no future here

The world we’re living in is killing me and all my dreams

I’ll go back like trunks and try to sort this out

And warn the past about everything

And save myself