Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Generation Got Its Own Disease lyrics

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 every generation Got its own disease And i've got mine so help us plese I think that i'm to young to die Love that girl and say goodbye Change the girls like underware Using bodies without care The love has gone and what we've got? A sweet perfume of s** and blood And believe me, baby Every generation got its own disease And i've got mine So help me please