Welcome to my city
Not much has changed
Parents are still dictating
Children still go play

Welcome to my country
Where history repeats
There’s always some new government
Reactions strong and weak

Welcome to my world
The world always at war
New technologies week by week
The world that cries for more

Welcome to my generation
Not too far from yours
With more in common than you think
Yet different from before

Welcome to my stereotype
The one of rotten kids
Blasting music way too loud
Never satisfied with what there is

Welcome to my gap
The place with no respect
The wall, blocking understanding
Blinding from the rest