The Gamer Generation

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(Verse 1)
In a noisy city, day after day,
We search for ourselves, but we're losing our way.
Smartphones in our hands — VPNs and sites,
But behind the screen, no face, just gigabytes.

Strangers' faces, and famous masks so vast,
Like in the Emerald City, all lies from the past.
Who are we really? A question with no bounds.
With GPT and neural nets, no real face is found.

(Chorus)
"We are the gamer generation, but our souls aren't made of code,
Searching for ourselves in clouds, lost in a digital load.
Offline, breathe in! This life is not a lie!
We're not your zombies, we're real, we're alive!"

(Verse 2)
Hypocrisy and lies — that's the real trap,
In a world where "likes" are a silent, stupid cap.
We scroll through the feeds like we're in a trance,
Pseudo-spirituality in a digital dance.

Every single moment goes through a filter's test,
But where is the sincerity that pounds in our chest?
The illusion of greatness, savage games in the silence,
While we drown our loneliness in beer and wine.

(Chorus)
"We are the gamer generation, but our souls aren't made of code,
Searching for ourselves in clouds, lost in a digital load.
Offline, breathe in! This life is not a lie!
We're not your zombies, we're real, we're alive!"

(Verse 3)
When we get fed up, we meet with a friend,
Someone to drink and talk with, a real conversation to tend.
Online we can twist and alter our reality,
But will we ever find our true individuality?

Anxiety follows us like a shadow, dark and deep,
Problems piling up like a snowball, while we sleep.
In this loud city, where the skyline's pulse is quick,
A new generation can't cure that embryo's sickness.

(Chorus)
"We are the gamer generation, but our souls aren't made of code,
Searching for ourselves in clouds, lost in a digital load.
Offline, breathe in! This life is not a lie!
We're not your zombies, we're real, we're alive!"

(Bridge)
The voice of a generation — loud, but not eternal,
The new gen's success might just be internal.
And if they shut down the screens and the net for a while,
Would our loved ones and kids even recognize our smile?

'Cause life's not in the likes, or the virtual dust,
It's in those who stand by us, in whom we once placed trust.
Tear off the masks, let your hearts beat and bleed,
Life isn't over, it's a brand new seed!