Apathy Kills
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If apathy's going to kill them they're dead
If words were going to kill me I'd keep my head
Well above all the noise and it hurts me so fiercely
And though I'm a part of it I want to start
Well I'm sitting here daring you boldly come near me
But don't be so angry and so inappropriately
And I love you, but I can't stay with my needs
Press deep into the dirt like the roots of these weeds
And I love you though so I'll keep sowing these seeds
Spilling off my finger tips like little glass beads
And I love you, but I don't know what you mean
I don't know what you mean
I don't know what you mean
If apathy's going to kill them they're dead
If words were going to kill me I'll keep my head
Well above all the noise how it hurts me so fiercely
And though I'm a part of it I want to stop
Oh, I'm sitting here daring you boldly come near me
But don't be so angry and so inappropriately
And I love you, but I can't stay with my needs
Press deep into the dirt like the roots of these weeds
And I love you though so I'll keep sowing these seeds
Spilling off my finger tips like little glass beads
And I love you, but I don't know what you mean
I don't know what you mean
I don't know what you mean
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