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The repercussion, no discussion
Must die by the sword
The apathy you feel for me
Will be the only sympathy
I let you in and you
Took every single thing from me
Single

Yeah
Ladies and gentlemen Arrested development back again
Still fired up
Yall know what to do now
Yo
We not avant garde
We're an avant garden
Some

In apathy we've let this place go to the dogs
And by dogs I mean wolves that will tear you apart
Indefinitely 
Perpetually

Though myself, I admit

to love 

La la la la, la la la la
La la la la, la la la la

Baby, if I see boredom in your eyes
I'll know my river has run dry
But I won't turn back

touch into their heart piece" (what?)
I can't understand their love for me I'd call it apathy (i call it apathy)
Sit here by myself talk to the stars

of us serve the same masters
All of us nothin' but slaves
Never forget in the story of Jesus
The hero was killed by the state

Deje de caminar en la nieve

Brown Eyed Girl

Van Morrison

Mellow Sixties

1995

have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My

The queens in the front and the Doms in the back
Ain't takin' no flicks but the whole clique snapped
There's a whole lot of people in the house
Tryna smoke

Makes me wanna run back to your arms, the place I felt secure
Starry nights, I long to hold you
As the pain sets in of being here, without seeing your

of
Democrats and Republicans like kids in the back of a car
Being driven by uninformed mistrusting parents
And that's who we are
That's who you and I are

I saw

and lay them to still rest
Treat myself like the most welcomed guest
No time is pressed when I'm curled up in my nest

Blindsided by the chase
Missing out

let the darkness in

I'm torn at the seams
Tainted by hate, consumed by apathy
Forever lost with no way out
And I can't see the end

Black and blue
Give

you extra bitch
You never get no relief like
I'm next to pitch i'm on the throne
All alone where the Devil sit
Son of the Wise la-Hakim, Menelik
Laugh

You know
I believe in you
I put my faith in you
And hope, at the end of the day
When I confess to you
May the truth abide and set sins aside
With

Another fleeting day, spent Isolated in this plaster cage
Comforted by a lonely Humming, a vagabond's sweet Self-serenade
Sprawled and idle, I peer

my apathy
I don't know what is left for me
Betrayed by emotions consuming
Like a ghost, you sit in the back of my mind
You're never at peace
Forever

cean, I'm posting to past the time, I know the motion of this ocean so I'm floating by, to cope I wrote this little poem back in 99 I know some folks

to yourself
Speakin' of, rest in peace Sandra Bland
I'm believin' everything that wasn't on that cam
But back to you, beauty, let me address our lil'

to run
I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you
(Loved by you)

La, la, la la, la

She got her hair pulled back 'cause the
Sweat's

your tears
Can't watch these people divided up by fear
Too lost in the weeds to consider their needs
You feel me
And if you feel me, do you know me

(I made this back in 2020)
(The beat is produced by Uness Beatz)
(I don't celebrate Christmas)
(Christmas was invented as a pagan holiday)
(I

differently so he builds walls till he cannot see he
Prays one day he'll be set free but little does he know he has they key
He's comatose in apathy
The pain

Bad Apples

Guns N' Roses

Use Your Illusion I

1991

and caviarnow why'nt you pour my apathy
I'd have all my bases covered
If I could teach my hands to see
But now we're down in the deep end
Where they'd love

back in time
Now I see the victim of this tragedy
Locked up in a cage with no apathy
They say love will triumph all let the empire fall
We'll stand tall