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Apathy
Don’t tell me how to feel, when I feel like this;
Don’t tell me that you’re happy, when I’m so depressed.
Don’t sit there with your girlfriend, giving her a kiss;
Because I just don’t care, about your life of bliss.
I do not care about your sympathy,
Because I live in a town, called Apathy.
The town of no-hopers and the town I’m in;
The shitty little town called Apathy.
So don’t sit there with a smile upon your face.
Don’t dare utter those words:
‘The world is such an amazing place.’
Because I live in the rain and I feel like shit.
The sun never shines down on Apathy.
So I do not care about your sympathy;
Because I live in a town called Apathy.
The town of no-hopers and the town I’m in;
The shitty little town called Apathy.
If you feel the same as me;
Or you live in a town like Apathy.
A town of losers, a town of shit!
Then come with me down to Apathy.
Let’s take it over and change a few things.
Let’s welcome only rockers and eject all the trendies.
Let’s all sit down and smoke a spliff.
Let’s drink tequila and rock a few riffs.
I do not care about your sympathy;
Because I live in a town, called Apathy.
The town of no-hopers and the town I’m in;
The shitty little town called Apathy…
Yeah, I live in a town called Apathy
And it has become like home to me.
For I never want to live outside Apathy;
Because I only care about the cool people and me.
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