[Verse 1]
What’s it gonna be, chrome skies or fire rain?
Hoverboards or highways, metal hearts or human pain?
Cities made of glass, shadows cast by AI brains,
Echoes of the past, or future breaking chains?
[Pre-Chorus]
Screens in the eyes, neon veins on the street,
History fades, but the bass won’t skip a beat.
[Chorus]
In the year 3000, I’m starting to wonder,
Will we fly, will we fight, or just fall under?
Talking toasters, stars that speak,
Future’s a riddle I can’t quite tweak.
[Verse 2]
Will the moon be crowded, Earth a ghost town?
Love in the code, or hearts shutting down?
Do the robots cry, do the stars still sing?
Or just static in the sky, no more diamond rings?
[Bridge]
Time keeps ticking, ticking in my mind,
Can’t skip forward, gotta leave it behind.
Ashes to ashes, dust to stars,
3000 feels close, yet it’s so far.
[Chorus]
In the year 3000, I’m starting to wonder,
Will we fly, will we fight, or just fall under?
Talking toasters, stars that speak,
Future’s a riddle I can’t quite tweak.