Paroles de Kill Your Young

This fledgling is ready to fly Once again They need some stories to tell When they're dead They think they're misunderstood I'm afraid Please patronise for the good They think we're misunderstood And we are Please patronise for the good We're not the same I can't complain You've lost the will to live again We're not the same I can't complain You've lost the will to live again So to spare the knowledge That we've got You've go to kill your young And to rest in peace from everything you've got You've got to kill your young