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Talkin Bout My Generation

Lonesome generation
Void of thought to save its skin
It’ll take yours, instead

It stays awake for days
Wasted, staring at a blank screen
To hold onto a wasted world

Its melody is a cruel truth
But they rock on anyway
And all the ears bleed

It gives into the dark
And walks straight onwards
Bruised and festered

Empty generation
Wrapped in your head
It’ll take your future away
Written by Kurdt94 (Mike K.)
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