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    Born free, hanging in the trees
    And waiting for the duties coming for me
    All we ever do is count the time, following something
    Riddles in their diamond rings

    Please cure the disease
    Come on, baby, get a pretty picture of me
    While the world is dreaming about gold
    Digging in their holes, oh, digging in their sleepless dreams

    You make me wanna spit on your honor
    Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner
    To seek the fire and my desires
    If we could all just do as I do

    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    We're the youth on our own
    Waiting for our call
    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    Generation with no mythologies to follow

    Born free, who am I to be
    When nothing in the world will have to rely on me?
    I remember good old times, the starships in your eyes
    Now we're just getting drunk and die

    You make me wanna waste by our wonder
    Only the gods save you when I'm gone
    And we walk in fire like every riot
    And we do not know what to do

    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    We're the youth on our own
    Waiting for our call
    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    Generation with no mythologies to follow

    We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day
    We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway
    Ride and ride until you're hollow
    We got no mythologies to follow

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Ooh
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    We got no mythologies to follow

    You make me wanna spit on your honor
    Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner
    To seek the fire and my desires
    If we could all just do as I do

    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    We're the youth on our own
    Waiting for our call
    Where, where do we go?
    Where the, where the wind blows
    Generation with no mythologies to follow

    We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day
    We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway
    Ride and ride until you're hollow
    We got no mythologies to follow

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