Songtexte Live Fast / Die Young (It’s a Cynic Paradise) - Pain
                                                We 
                                                all 
                                                are 
                                                crying 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                life 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                not 
                                                get
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mystery 
                                                of 
                                                mankind's 
                                                complex 
                                                DNA
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                running 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                meaning
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                running 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                being 
                                                alive
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                have 
                                                no 
                                                purpose 
                                                breathing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Might 
                                                as 
                                                well 
                                                just 
                                                spit 
                                                and 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                Live 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                cares 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                when 
                                                it 
                                                soon 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                no 
                                                future 
                                                and 
                                                there's 
                                                nowhere 
                                                to 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                won't 
                                                support 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                of 
                                                saving 
                                                our 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                already 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                time 
                                                and 
                                                soon 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                gonna 
                                                burn
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                climate 
                                                is 
                                                big 
                                                business, 
                                                everyone 
                                                is 
                                                trying 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                    a 
                                                dime
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                have 
                                                no 
                                                purpose 
                                                breathing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Might 
                                                as 
                                                well 
                                                just 
                                                spit 
                                                and 
                                                die...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Live 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                cares 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                when 
                                                it 
                                                soon 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                no 
                                                future 
                                                and 
                                                there's 
                                                nowhere 
                                                to 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                floods 
                                                and 
                                                hurricanes 
                                                harvest 
                                                lives
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                taste 
                                                of 
                                                cynic 
                                                paradise... 
                                                we're 
                                                all 
                                                gonna 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                Live 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                young
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                cares 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                when 
                                                it 
                                                soon 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                fast, 
                                                die 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                no 
                                                future 
                                                and 
                                                there's 
                                                nowhere 
                                                to 
                                                run
 
                                    
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