As the baby was born it’s been given away, cause mummy had to work all 7 days. Like a restless engine that never works at all.
Like a ship in the sea, drifting and drowning away, deeper so deep.
We are the long forgotten youth.
Stuck in the cold dark night, a shadow lays on our heart, like an oil film on birds, the pressure on us way too hard.
If we manage to step out of the dark,
you’ll see it shine our crippled hearts.
It pumps too slowly to the beat.
Give us back our stolen days, youth, generation.
Blaming us, for getting pissed every minute. Why do you think it’s like this?
Obviously our future isn’t that bright.
And to the people around we give a shit what you say because every lost soul has its story, you make your judgment way too fast.
And to all hopeless I say, you better quit this system now. Life's too short to die alone, in a ruin of your own.
If we manage to step out of the dark,
you’ll see it shine our crippled hearts.
It pumps too slowly to the beat.
Give us back our stolen days, youth, generation.
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