Theory Of Revolution - AFI

Don’t want to think about

But I see it everyday

Corrupted innocence just doesn’t seem to fade away

Spoiled so young

You know its bound to last

But when you’re living in the city

You’ve gotta grow up fast

And it makes me sick

God, it makes me sick

And it makes me sick

God, it makes me sick

Don’t want to think about it

But I see it everyday

If you want to buy affluence

You’re soul you’ll have to pay

Wasting away the prime of your life

But it’s been done that way for years

So you know it must be all right

And it makes me sick

God, it makes me sick

And it makes me sick

God, it makes me sick

It’s just not right

Don’t wanna think about it

But I see it everyday

With every sip and every shot

Mind and bodies fade away

Friends are all gone

And memories don’t last

But when you’ve fallen off the wagon

You seem to fall so damn fast