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• Artiste: Cold Years
• Titre: 62 (My Generation's Falling Apart)
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I drag myself out of bed in the morning No time to watch the rain through The blinds You hit 30 without a warning, But I don't miss the feeling of being 25 Cigarettes and caffeine, A diet of certain probability And everything our parents built burns up, Falls down And we were torn apart at the seams, All for a wasted pipe dream My generation is falling apart And we were born without a chance, The fuse is blown it's the last My generation is falling apart Pick yourself up and powder your face The remedies found in blood and disgrace We don't care 'cause we work hard, For no future And we drag it all down through the mud and rain, Numb it all up and block out the pain Nothing will ever be the same again And we were torn apart at the seams, All for a wasted pipe dream My generation is falling apart And we were born without a chance, The fuse is blown it's the last My generation is falling apart And we sold our every dream, For fake security My generation has lost its heart Too scared to take a stand, They held a gun to our heads My generation is falling apart My generation is falling apart My generation is falling apart Where does it end?