Dear 2035 (Dear 2045 remake) The government's thriving Population is dying Music is trash We hit cars with a crash Phones are out lives All come, see, and die. Dear 2035, I don't think we're gonna survive The future won't hold People with no bold Lives on a cliffhanger Will they end with a banger? Stories with no theme No balance on a beam Art with no purpose Songs with no verses Love filled with hate Too much on your plate? Schools with "transgender" Who is defender? (I'm not a Democrat) Dear 2035, I don't think we're gonna survive. Maybe someday Everyone will say "I'm sorry."
What Will We Do? So this is where we are Trying to get to Mars Inflation is rising How space ships are flying Jails are filling up With criminals, theifs, and thugs No care for the world Forests we've hurled Some lives are lies Hearts broken once or twice So, What will we do? So this is where we are Covering up our scars Hoping one day we'll all lay down and say "I wish I had a brain."
