On the edge of
Our tiny part of the world
We medicate our problems
With meaningless thrills
We ain't got no focus
We ain't got no goals
There are no values
We wish to uphold
We can't stand the thought of
Who we're supposed to be
Don't protest expectations
Just feel guilty
To be alone with these thoughts
To feel bad for being young
These meaningless problems
Still weigh a ton
We need someone or something
To believe in
Us nineties children
Another fight to fight for
It's coming of age
We are overeducated
And underpaid
Live in desperate times
Commit desperate crimes
We can't grow up
Still look for truth in words that rhyme
We need someone or something
To believe in
Us nineties children
The edge of our tiny part
Of the world
We need someone or something
To believe in
Us nineties children