Teenage Disease Songtext
von Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I′d rather die than be living like you
I'm a teenage disease, born bred in desire
I′ve been sold to the sun, left out and denied

I'm a common cold
You want it, come and get it

Don't you say it′s a shame, everyone in a rage
We′re gonna throw it away, just to live it again
I'm a total waste, I got the so-so grace
You better grow yourself a spine or get out of the way

I′m a common cold
You want it, come and get it

You want it, come and get it


Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I'd rather die than be living like you
I′m a teenage disease, I'm the son on fire
I′m gonna make you mine, I'm your fallen child

You want it, come and get it
You want it, come and get it

(I'd rather die) I′d rather die
(I′d rather die) than be living like you
(I'd rather die) I′d rather die
(I'd rather die) than be living like you
(I′d rather die) I'd rather die
(I′d rather die) than be living like you

(I'd rather die) I'd rather die
(I′d rather die) than be living like you
(I′d rather die) I'd rather die
(I′d rather die) than be living like you
I'd rather die