Testo Generation Y

I'm sick and tired of apathy and Cobain tributes.
Buy some time and make a bid for Generation Y.
Why can't I get it together?
Meet me tonight on MySpace I'll be there waiting.
A back lit sky could be nuclear, or just a late sunrise
The day is waiting.

Another stolen glance on a Friday night, But you could never know.
That this is not a life it is an addiction
Across the bar, I watch you dance,
But never mind.
It's over now for Generation Y.

French Vogue knows that spiders cling to models faces.
Another high-rise, a facsimile of the mottos of our youth
So long ago I don't recall them.

(A beating heart in a dark club
You’re not, from the town that I grew up in
My friends do all the things that other folks do to keep the world from closing in.
Take my hand and come back to the town that I grew up in)
Another stolen glance
(Throw out all the clothes you own)
On a Friday night
(Throw out all the things you know)
You could never know
(This is not a life it is an addiction)
Across the bar
(Throw out all your comfy shoes)
I watch you dance
(Throw out all your videos)
We never mind, it's over now for Generation Y