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• Artiste: Spanish Love Songs
• Titre: Generation Loss
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Your 29 year panic attack And not the fashionable kind The kind where you wake up and say "Man, I just wanna survive" But this world is short on empathy You got out of your parent's place You started making money Crashed your car And now they want your license And they gave you just enough To make you feel like you fucked up When you realize you gotta keep yourself clean But kid, you're not half bad Could even be more than your dad So why are you complaining If they're not listening? 'Cuz we're just so fucking tired Of explaining ourselves We throw a pill down our throats Or ourselves into the ocean 'Cuz half our friends are dead The other half are depressed In this budget-rate life The borderlines looking thin Driving out into the water Because you took that leap of faith All I see is you floating So I turned my stereo up You live in __?__ I only saw you when __?__ You're finally touching down And I'm folding She said: Enough is not enough You always feel like you've fucked up So whats the point of keeping yourself in line? They won't name you in the papers See you out past the breakers Same smile you've had since you were 5 'Cuz we're just so fucking tired Of explaining ourselves We throw a pill down our throats Or ourselves into the ocean 'Cuz half our friends are dead The other half are depressed In this budget-rate life The borderlines looking thin Life is long enough Didn't think you'd speed it up I feel selfish, we still want you alive The memorial wasn't bad Some people tried to understand Thought you were complaining But we weren't listening 'Cuz we're just so fucking tired Of explaining ourselves We throw a pill down our throats Or ourselves into the ocean 'Cuz half our friends are dead The other half are depressed In this budget-rate life The borderlines looking thin So we throw ourselves into the ocean