Paroles de Sick

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