Millennial Songtext
von Aisha Badru

We fill our notebooks up with hope
Plan out how our life will unfold
Only three more years of school to go
Dreaming that we′ll find a pot of gold

This is the dawning of our lives
But we're in debt up to our eyes
Is this the cost to be alive?
A slave to bills until we die


Now we fill our backpacks up with clothes
Buy a ticket to Mexico
Only two more months of work to go
Praying that we find our souls

Yeah, we fill our backpacks up with clothes
And take a trip to a land unknown...
Only one more week of work to go
Praying that we find our souls
Before you have to go back home