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 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 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.