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1440, 1440, 1440, minutes a day So many stories I’ve told The man of the Moon It might be a role We all do feed on corpses There’s nothing to do Nothing we should do Striving for a love that is gone Driving all the things not done The future to call your own A child of a dead generation Dead generation See all possibilities, catching the vibe of the day Sleep is out of the question, with a passion for weirdness And now it really, really looks bad We’re already too late Living like a dog in the street A child of a dead generation, dead generation Too late, too late, too late, to crawl Too late, its too late, its too late, to crawl 1440, 1440, 1440 1440, 1440, 1440, minutes the day It’s too late, too late, to crawl It’s too late, too late, to crawl 1440, 1440, 1440 1440, 1440, 1440 Dead generation, dead generation Dead generation, dead generation It’s too late, too late, too late, to crawl It’s too late, too late, too late, to crawl Dead generation, dead generation