t gang affiliated, ain't nobody gon' like us [Verse 7: Emilio Lopez (Apathy)] What's this shit about, "we" and "us"? Didn't we discuss, if D's should rush, we need to trust
Traducción: Apatia. Confiança.
gang affiliated, ain't nobody gon' like us [Verse 7: Emilio Lopez (Apathy)] What's this shit about, "we" and "us"? Didn't we discuss, if D's should rush, we need to trust
You led me on and took me in Behind the veil but never again Will I ever betray myself surrender to a savior's hell For seven years I'd trust in you
From the out, from the out tyrant I?ll stay with apathy I'm blind but I can see The tyrant to the bone I?ll stay with apathy I'm blind but I can see
Barely walking wounded Wounds of apathy and Wounds that should have healed I have loved you briefly I have given freely You denied me your trust
there then It's your only fucking option left These days I don't know The people I'm supposed to trust And I don't trust these people That I'm supposed
Hey you, you're way ahead of me You're drunk on apathy, you burned right out Hey you, you're just a cripple now We sell for millions now, they sold you
to the side Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life Replacing ideals that would break trust down I'm the king of apathy don't care
Waste everywhere... Peril in sight Pray for the light Phantoms in black Mutants attack Bareskin and bone Hunger the hone No apathy For what I see The
Selection, perversion, infection Violation, elevation, desecration Bleed on me I've taken all your trust in me and thrown it away Plead for me I've stained
Dig the ditch Dig the ditch of destiny With the spade, with the spade of apathy Your digging boots will stay clean Until you realize where you've been
silence from nature embrace Blinded by the science of man Know your demise - your heritage Constructed by words of ice For belief - for trust - for redemption
there are more extreme solutions Like the government sanctioned lobotomies performed in mental institutions That the state can confidently assure us no longer occurs Apathy
Everyday ends up the same find another way to forget you Apathy takes a hold of me as I'm remembering why you left me Tension gets the best of me trying
tender youthful age of 9 He said don't take this for the way it is You better watch out son when you give in Before you know it the friends you trust
This little island disappears While you are looking the other way They'll take your right to own your own ideas And it's an inside job Favors collected Your trusted
that this land we call free is not free There are laws to control us... Our rights, designed cut-to-fit A system breeding apathy for profit Profiting our trust
