[00:00.000] 作词 : Punch Clock
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Punch Clock
[00:19.944]Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
[00:22.427]No filters, just life, and the Big League Chew.
[00:25.153]Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
[00:27.937]Before the world sped up and left me behind.
[00:30.297]Now it’s likes and swipes and digital lies—
[00:32.872]I just want recess and butterfly skies.
[00:35.487]But maybe... maybe I just knew,
[00:39.627]And the world ain't different — I grew.
[00:40.819][Verse 1 – Reminiscing]
[00:41.545]Used to ride to the store on my BMX,
[00:44.251]Chain loose, headphones blastin’ DMX.
[00:46.667]Back then, a mixtape felt like church,
[00:49.335]Now I scroll playlists ‘til my thumbs just hurt.
[00:51.690]Mama had soap operas, dad had the news,
[00:54.360]I had cartoons and light-up shoes.
[00:56.691]No bills, no stress, just neighbourhood wars,
[00:59.478]With Kool-Aid stains on corner store doors.
[01:02.172]Summers hit different, the heat was a friend,
[01:04.656]Now it’s wildfires, smoke that never ends.
[01:07.183]Used to walk ten blocks without fear in my chest,
[01:09.553]Now I check my back ‘cause I don’t feel blessed.
[01:10.969][Hook – Repeat]
[01:11.458]Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
[01:14.030]No filters, just life, and the Big League Chew.
[01:16.925]Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
[01:19.412]Before the world sped up and left me behind.
[01:21.882]Now it’s likes and swipes and digital lies—
[01:24.471]I just want recess and butterfly skies.
[01:27.050]But maybe... maybe I just knew,
[01:31.241]And the world ain't different — I grew.
[01:31.717][Verse 2 – Contrast & Realization]
[01:32.635]Now it’s ring cams, scams, alerts on my phone,
[01:35.566]Back then we just hollered from a payphone.
[01:38.083]TikToks and trends got the youth in a spin,
[01:40.491]While I’m missin’ Surge soda and dialin' in.
[01:43.184]Polaroids cracked, but the memories last,
[01:45.811]Now it’s cloud drives full of a filtered past.
[01:48.188]I said, “things were better,” but maybe that’s fake,
[01:51.063]Maybe it’s me feelin’ time start to ache.
[01:53.366]Maybe I changed, got caught in the tide,
[01:56.344]Lost that kid who had nothin’ to hide.
[01:58.862]Wasn’t the world — it was me all along,
[02:01.615]Growin’ up fast and hummin’ old songs.
[02:03.569][Bridge – Slow, Reflective]
[02:04.492]Used to dream big from my bunkbed fort,
[02:06.763]Now I dream bills and child support.
[02:09.171]But maybe there’s hope in the mirror I see—
[02:11.578]Not the boy I was, but the man I could be.
[02:12.886][Final Hook – Soft, Bittersweet]
[02:13.356]Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
[02:15.974]No filters, just life, and a bag of Big League Chew.
[02:18.719]Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
[02:21.469]Before the world sped up and left me behind.
[02:24.014]Now I see clearer through a grown man’s view—
[02:29.251]Maybe the 90’s ain’t gone, they’re just livin’ in you.

作词 : Punch Clock
作曲 : Punch Clock
Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
No filters, just life, and the Big League Chew.
Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
Before the world sped up and left me behind.
Now it’s likes and swipes and digital lies—
I just want recess and butterfly skies.
But maybe... maybe I just knew,
And the world ain't different — I grew.
Used to ride to the store on my BMX,
Chain loose, headphones blastin’ DMX.
Back then, a mixtape felt like church,
Now I scroll playlists ‘til my thumbs just hurt.
Mama had soap operas, dad had the news,
I had cartoons and light-up shoes.
No bills, no stress, just neighbourhood wars,
With Kool-Aid stains on corner store doors.
Summers hit different, the heat was a friend,
Now it’s wildfires, smoke that never ends.
Used to walk ten blocks without fear in my chest,
Now I check my back ‘cause I don’t feel blessed.
Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
No filters, just life, and the Big League Chew.
Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
Before the world sped up and left me behind.
Now it’s likes and swipes and digital lies—
I just want recess and butterfly skies.
But maybe... maybe I just knew,
And the world ain't different — I grew.
Now it’s ring cams, scams, alerts on my phone,
Back then we just hollered from a payphone.
TikToks and trends got the youth in a spin,
While I’m missin’ Surge soda and dialin' in.
Polaroids cracked, but the memories last,
Now it’s cloud drives full of a filtered past.
I said, “things were better,” but maybe that’s fake,
Maybe it’s me feelin’ time start to ache.
Maybe I changed, got caught in the tide,
Lost that kid who had nothin’ to hide.
Wasn’t the world — it was me all along,
Growin’ up fast and hummin’ old songs.
Used to dream big from my bunkbed fort,
Now I dream bills and child support.
But maybe there’s hope in the mirror I see—
Not the boy I was, but the man I could be.
Take me back to the 90’s, where the sky looked blue,
No filters, just life, and a bag of Big League Chew.
Streetlights blinked, but the nights felt kind,
Before the world sped up and left me behind.
Now I see clearer through a grown man’s view—
Maybe the 90’s ain’t gone, they’re just livin’ in you.