My Apathy is an illusion It Isn't really there It seems like I don't pay attention But I really truly care Just believe that I love you Read my mind
Well I see too much and I hear too much And I've said too much. It's in my head too much. Give me a flag to fly for something natural, Call it an act
What's the matter What's the difference You'll feel better if you lie With the stars in your eyes Honey, Honey Where's my baby She know better than
All hell's crashing down inside The windows to the other side Shimmering in rooms to quiet sighs of 'Oh well if it's happening there It isn't here',
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all I needed was the truth But that's how it's got to be It's coming down to nothing more than apathy I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
I know this pain will fade I am a perfect sale Just wrap me up with your bow and flowers I will neglect to tell I'll sell your story that we love each other
out I'm consumed by the chill of solitary I'm like Estella I like to reel it in and then spit it out I'm frustrated by your apathy And I am frightened
me, she can chase that feeling It's got a hold on me, don't chase that feeling Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy Callous deeds, other mindless
after the weak Then we can preach love Only apathy keeps us down with the dust So Ia??ll try And Ia??ll cry out to all of the others All of the others
place here indignities I have no grasp on this, what wasn't said If we blind our eyes the blood still runs red We possess nothing other than a lust
?) Are we blind (Or do we choose each day) To see no evil (To look the other way?) A generation born to bleed On the jagged edge of apathy And to stand
you step on with no shame There are no rules, no one to blame The price to play the game Apathy The chosen way to be Blindly look the other way While
controlled the ordinary, I was grateful for it Wide awake in the beginning, trembling after the fall Only half my world remembers while the other half
be concerned about your life There's been enough strife to crash a persons hope And as the days delay our every other move We've been consumed by apathy
Comatose, feed my head with liberty I?ve got an appetite for deceit I?m done, well done, stick a fork in me Cover me in apathy, discreetly and distinct