CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The Kids Are f*cked

The kids are f**ked, I see the names and know that now
The words no same anyhow
So let's whip, a privilege little hands
Now they see that it's harder is act that means
Privileged little parasites
Picking clean our bones
Entitled see that this tragic generation

Oh but we're nothing without hope
If it would pass around our floors
We fight for every precious breath we taste
Every precious breath we taste

You're smiling at me, love, take the share
We should be light bulbs, let them take the share
And we'll float, out into oblivion
The deceased as blue, and we dream of water filling tiny lungs

Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives, had at take our give it alone
And by the with deceased by the apocalyptic prophecy
Screaming alone!
Screaming alone!

Privileged little beggars
With the eyes of tight vipers
Oh but we're nothing without hope
We search for constant in the smoke
We squint, we choke
Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives, had at take our give it alone
And by the with deceased by the apocalyptic prophecy
I know, I'm not a... I can't be the only one who's sick to death
The monsters, we be gone
If we are what we do
Let's be more than nothing