Every Generation Got It`s Own Disease — текст песни (Fury In The Slaughterhouse)

the more we take the less we give
that`s the modern way to live
and someone said live fast die young
but the time 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

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

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

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

help me please
help me please
help me please

tell it baby every generation
got its own disease
and I`ve got mine babe help me please
and I say every, every, every
every generation got is`t own desease
every, every, every
every generation got is`t own desease