The Last Kiss

Don't want to think about it, but I see it everyday
corrputed 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 everyday
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, 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 everyday
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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'VERY PROUD OF YA' FOOT NOTES:
Vocals: Davey Havok
Drums: Adam Carson
Guitar: Markus Stopholese
Bass: Geoff Kresge

"Theory of Revolution" can also be found on 'Fly in the Ointment 7"'