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Fury in the Slaughterhouse

I'm not looking for absolution
For all my sins or every fight
Smells like sneaking dissolution and I go out most every night
I'm not the one here who has to hide

Things like this don't grow on trees, Babe,
Things like this don't come for free ... Sometimes?
The obvious is hard to see like raindrops in the stormy sea
So won't you live with me on my tree?

I can't regret misunderstandings
Not even all the ones I've caused
The best conditions for crashlanding so I'm not sure if I can stay
And remain sincerely Yours
​
 
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 baby:
Every generation got its own disease
And I've got mine ...
So help me, please!

I think that I'm to 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:
A sweet perfume of sex and blood

And believe me baby:
Every generation got its own disease
And I've got mine ...
So help me, please!

And believe me baby:
Every generation got its own disease
And I've got mine, babe
Help me, please!

And believe me baby:
Every generation got its own disease
And I've got mine, babe
Help me, please!
​
And I say:
Every (every), every (every),
Every (every) generation got its own disease

Hey hey!
 
Uggh!
Awww, bring that shit in!
Uggh!
Hey!
Freedom...yea...
Freedom...yea right...
Freedom...yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea right!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea!
Right!

:applaus:

:lol:
 
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