
From Truth, Song 10 of 19
Superkid
“Superkid” is a satirical pop-rock anthem with a playful, almost teen-like vocal delivery that masks a biting social critique. The song shines a light on a generation raised with endless praise, no real setbacks, and a fragile sense of strength. Beneath its catchy hook and singalong energy lies a sharp commentary on overprotection, narcissism, and the crash that comes when dreams meet reality. Both fun and unsettling, it’s a track you’ll hum while you think twice about the world that made it.
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Lyrics
Mom says I’m unique and golden
Dad says I will change the world
I don’t lose, I just don’t bother
Failure’s just a thing for nerds
No more grades, just good intentions
Praise for breathing, stars for “try”
And when I fall, they blame the system
Never ask the reason why
I’m a superkid – soft and proud
Wrapped in love and talking loud
Can’t take heat, can’t take a "no"
But I shine in every show
I’m a superkid – raised to win
Taught to float, forgot to swim
Now the world feels sharp and wide
But I’ve got my cape and pride
I’m a hero on a stage they built
But I break at every push and tilt
Grew up strong, but made of mist
Can’t take a fall, can’t take a fist
Criticism? That’s abuse
I’m a flower, don’t confuse
Any rule that makes me bend
Is a trauma to defend
Give me space but also help
Tell me truth but make it melt
Tell me why I feel so small
When they swore I’d have it all
I’m a superkid – look at me
Posting quotes of empathy
Built on hugs and dreams and praise
Not equipped for darker days
I’m a superkid – blessed and cursed
I believed them at their worst
Now I flinch when life gets near
Guess I lost my super-gear
I’m a hero on a stage they built
But I break at every push and tilt
Grew up strong, but made of mist
Can’t take a fall, can’t take a fist
They carried me like porcelain
But forgot to teach me weight
Now I break at every bump
And they say… “you’ll still be great”
Trophies lined up on my shelf
Given just for being “myself”
Never failed, but never tried
Now I crash and call it pride
No one told me how to fight
Only how to feel “all right”
Now I face a world that bites
With shiny dreams and sleepless nights
I’m a superkid – not so fast
Truth was never made to last
I was loved, but overfed
On a dream that left me dead
I’m a superkid – cape and grin
I was perfect – can’t begin
To admit I need a hand
In a world I don’t understand
I’m a hero on a stage they built
But I break at every push and tilt
Grew up strong, but made of mist
Can’t take a fall, can’t take a fist
- ISRC
- QZZ7L2522146
- Released
- August 28, 2025
- Written by
- Andreas Zanni
- Label
- JUMBO BLOCK MUSIC