The Last Kiss of Apathy

Apathy has got me down
Sleep away another Sunday
Drowning out ambient sound
But there's no silence in my head

What's become
What's become of me
What's to come
What's to come for me

Dull magenta spans the sky
A gentle breeze brushes my face
Is that you saying hello
You're so close and so far away
I'm powerless to fight the pain
But this is life from now on
I'm haunted by your empty chair
And all the things I left unsaid

What's become
What's become of me
What's to come
What's to come for me

Endless April
Let me breathe
Oh, endless April
Endless April
Still can't believe
Now

If you could see me here and now
I wonder what you'd think
Would you be disappointed how
I've let myself become so numb

I'm sorry that I've given in
I'm sorry that I've given up
This is not the path I chose

I hate the things I used to love
I crave the solitude of home
But I miss who I once was

Can I still turn around
Am I too late
Can I still turn around

I'm sorry that I've given in
I'm sorry that I've given up
This is not the path I chose
I hate the things I used to love
I crave the solitude of home
But I miss who I once was

Can I still turn around
Am I too late
Can I still turn around



Credits
Writer(s): David Hulegaard
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