Sap for Apathy

When I look into your eyes I feel nothing at all
I have just been preconditioned by my generational apathy

Solitude is mandatory, loneliness is fun
Let's all break the melancholy, give the kids a gun
People leave and people grieve, and funerals are underrated
It shows we cared about them at all

People come and people go, and still, they'll never want to know
The time, the place, the way you die
The kind of facts to make old men cry

When I stare into the abyss I feel perfectly fine
I have just been preconditioned by my generational apathy

Stare into the dragon's den
You'll wish you were not alone
And wish you had brought your phone
And wish it was charged

Watch the moon, it's looking for you. Meet its judging gaze
And find your river's cracked and dried, and your heart bleeds
That's what it's supposed to do, and when it stops
You'll find out that your fear of entropy was surely dumb

People come and people go, and still, they'll never want to know
The time, the place, the way you die
The kind of facts to make old men cry



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Mason Mccurdy
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