Afi - Theory Of Revolution

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Don't want to think about it

But I see it every day

Corrupted innocence just

Doesn't seem to fade away



Spoiled so young,

You know it's 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 every day

If you want to buy affluence

Your 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 alright



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 every day

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



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