Rich kids anthem
v3.5
@Danz
Rich kids anthem
v3.5
@Danz
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(Verse 1)
We’re living life in neon lights,
Gold chains and fast nights,
VIP with our crew,
Counting cash like it’s nothing new.
We drive up in our fancy cars,
Trading dreams for expensive bars,
It’s all glitz and glam on the surface,
But in the mirror, we’re just nervous.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Verse 2)
Fashion labels, we swipe our cards,
Chasing high life, it’s so bizarre.
The nightlife rolls, we lose control,
The deeper we go, can we save our soul?
Fake friends with their sour taste,
Just another night we’ll waste,
Behind the curtains, life’s a stage,
But inside, we’re all just locked in a cage.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Bridge)
Caught up in this golden game,
But the happiness feels the same,
What’s the price for all this flash?
When the spotlight fades to ash.
Rich kids trapped in our own sorrow,
Living for today, what’s tomorrow?
In this mansion full of empty rooms,
Where all our laughter just consumes.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Outro)
So here’s to the nights we can’t recall,
To the riches that mean nothing at all.
We’ll sing out loud, let the truth shine,
In a life of cash, we’re just doing time. Let’s break the mold, let’s find our way,
'Cause we’re more than just money on display.
Rich kids in a dreamworld race,
Searching for love in the empty space
We’re living life in neon lights,
Gold chains and fast nights,
VIP with our crew,
Counting cash like it’s nothing new.
We drive up in our fancy cars,
Trading dreams for expensive bars,
It’s all glitz and glam on the surface,
But in the mirror, we’re just nervous.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Verse 2)
Fashion labels, we swipe our cards,
Chasing high life, it’s so bizarre.
The nightlife rolls, we lose control,
The deeper we go, can we save our soul?
Fake friends with their sour taste,
Just another night we’ll waste,
Behind the curtains, life’s a stage,
But inside, we’re all just locked in a cage.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Bridge)
Caught up in this golden game,
But the happiness feels the same,
What’s the price for all this flash?
When the spotlight fades to ash.
Rich kids trapped in our own sorrow,
Living for today, what’s tomorrow?
In this mansion full of empty rooms,
Where all our laughter just consumes.
(Chorus)
Hey, we’re the rich kids, running wild,
Laughing loud, like we’re just a child.
Fake smiles in a plastic scene,
Chasing moments we’ll never glean.
Dancing on our gold-plated dreams,
But it’s never as real as it seems.
Hey, hey, we’re just living loud,
In a world that lost the crowd.
(Outro)
So here’s to the nights we can’t recall,
To the riches that mean nothing at all.
We’ll sing out loud, let the truth shine,
In a life of cash, we’re just doing time. Let’s break the mold, let’s find our way,
'Cause we’re more than just money on display.
Rich kids in a dreamworld race,
Searching for love in the empty space
Musikstil
Emo pop, male singer
