Oh Apathy by We The Heathens Lyrics
My ambitions have gone out the window
They are sinking in the depths of the ocean with no warning
My frail solemn bones are aching
From this tired words to redeem my self
What was I thinking
I wasn't that's the point that you are missing
Lost causes in the voids while I was drinking
You said it's unhealthy
But the truth be told I was only bored
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
But I was passed out on the floor
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
But the lights were off and there was no one home
To greet you at the door
Reclamation, a reckless report of renovations
A sequence of chores and innovations
It sounds like a bore
Could you turn the tube back to channel 4
My television has more reaction the looks that you have given
On trial with crooks, there's no division
I'm one in the same, but you're always wrong
I'll never point the blame
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
But I was passed out on the floor
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
But the lights were off and there was no one home
Oh subtly, you thought you could sneak past me
Well you we're fucking right, I could care less you see
Oh apathy, my closest friend that I keep
And you say get a job, but I've got a hobby
I've got a hobby
They are sinking in the depths of the ocean with no warning
My frail solemn bones are aching
From this tired words to redeem my self
What was I thinking
I wasn't that's the point that you are missing
Lost causes in the voids while I was drinking
You said it's unhealthy
But the truth be told I was only bored
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
But I was passed out on the floor
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
But the lights were off and there was no one home
To greet you at the door
Reclamation, a reckless report of renovations
A sequence of chores and innovations
It sounds like a bore
Could you turn the tube back to channel 4
My television has more reaction the looks that you have given
On trial with crooks, there's no division
I'm one in the same, but you're always wrong
I'll never point the blame
Oh tragedy, you've come to confide in me once more
But I was passed out on the floor
Oh irony, I feel like you've been here before
But the lights were off and there was no one home
Oh subtly, you thought you could sneak past me
Well you we're fucking right, I could care less you see
Oh apathy, my closest friend that I keep
And you say get a job, but I've got a hobby
I've got a hobby