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Every Generation Got It's Own Disease
 
  Generation got it s own disease


the more we take the less we give
that s the modern way to live
and someone said live fast die young
but the runs always faster son

diseases come diseases go
welcome to the final show
let s shake hands with plastic gloves
and watch out for the last white doves

I think, that I m too young to die
love that girl and say goodbye
change the girls like underwear
using bodies without care

the love has gone and what we ve got
is sweet perfume of sex and blood

and believe me baby,
every generation got it s own disease
and I ve got mine
so help me please


 

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