Lyrics - Sick by 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

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