programed to live somebody elses life we try to escape
but all around us is everything that they create
and the drugs are controling us
bodies hitting the floor just cuz
we're everything you've never wanted
hiding in the shawdows like we're haunted
but we're still people who have to get up on mondays
affter painful, lonely sundays
and nights that never seem to end
we hate to live and love to pretend
so we'll live faster then you can imagine we ever should
life fast, die young just because we knew we could
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I would like to translate this poem