Stainless steel deadman
Completely washed out brain pan
Plug the holes, to stop the woes
Have no need for a future plan

Wasted effort on a borrowed loan
You're just another fashion victim clone
Raise the set, you're just a pet
And in the end you die alone

Graytone run-a-mill political pawn
Riding a pale horse into the dawn
Arm the bombs and line the palms
Too late to think again once it's all gone

Apathy, apathy
I too held a dream
In my need, apathy

String the bones in a daisey chain
Children grow up in love with pain
Whose to blame, they're all the same
Another broken doll left in the rain

Apathy, apathy
Tried and true
To cope with gloom, apathy

So throw yourself from the carny ride
We'll just sweep your gore aside
Come one, come all who needs a soul
Self indulgence is suicide

Apathy, apathy
God will laugh
When planes will crash, apathy

I just don't feel much need to care....