Letra de Every Generation Got Its Own Disease - Fury In The Slaughterhouse

The more we take the less we give
That�s the modern way to live
And someone says 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 every generation
Got it�s own disease
And I�ve got mine so help us plese
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I think that I�m to young to die
Love that girl and say goodbye
Change the girls like underware
Using bodies without care
The love has gone and what we�ve got?
A 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