Sick — текст песни (Proximity)

Don`t think I`m here just for it
You know I want your disease
You think I`m here just for it
That`s what you said to me
Chorus 1: Lack of substance
Loss of pride
Enough of suffering
Leaving me behind
I miss my childhood
Can`t taste sweet life
The harder I try now
The more I feel alive
Chorus 2: My wisdom deepens as I go on
But black with white
Is like a waiting gun
I miss my childhood
Can`t taste sweet life
The harder I try now the more I feel alive