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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
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
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