Streamin’ Struggles

Streamin’ Struggles

2024-04-17

アーティスト TheDud3 が Udio AI を使用して作成しました

Lyrics

**(Verse 1)** Back when we cut cords, thought we’d found the key, Boxed the cable up, claimed our new-found liberty. But freedom’s just another word for another bill to pay, Every stream, every scene, we’re the ones who are caught up today. Got tangled up in Netflix, with shadows of the "Stranger Things" night, Chasing dreams and demons under the soft glow of the screen light. HBO Max slipped in, wearing its crown of "Succession," Family dynasties at war, in every whispered confession. **[Hook]** Dreamin’ through the streams, feelin’ the squeeze, Wallet’s cryin’ rivers, no financial ease. Oh, the ghosts of cables past, hauntin’ every blast, Every bill a reminder, this dream didn’t last. **(Verse 2)** Amazon once dropped parcels, not plots to thicken, Now they’re in the game, with "Jack Ryan" tales that quicken. Peacock resurrected laughs, "The Office" back from the dead, Nostalgia sells, or so it’s often said. Disney Plus waltzed in, a kingdom of stars, With "Mandalorian" quests and tales from afar. Even "Bluey" barks up that money tree, Each episode a coin, from you and from me. **[Hook]** Dreamin’ through the streams, feelin’ the squeeze, Wallet’s cryin’ rivers, no financial ease. Oh, the ghosts of cables past, hauntin’ every blast, Every bill a reminder, this dream didn’t last. **(Bridge)** Thought about turning pirate, sailing digital seas, A quiet mutiny against the streaming fees. While giants guard their treasure with every show they release, I’m searching for a map to where the watchin’ is free. **(Verse 3)** Apple polished its brand, tossing "Ted Lasso" into the ring, Scoring hearts with smiles, oh how the lonely sing. Paramount sent "Star Trek" to explore the unknown, I’m just here wishing for a simpler way back home. **[Hook]** Dreamin’ through the streams, feelin’ the squeeze, Wallet’s cryin’ rivers, no financial ease. Oh, the ghosts of cables past, hauntin’ every blast, Every bill a reminder, this dream didn’t last (awesome guitar solo) **(Outro)** So here’s to the dream, wrapped in cords unseen, It swept us off our feet, then sold the serene. We chased a cheaper sky, got a storm instead, Now I'm paying the price, in every show I dread.