Lyrics:
the apathist in so many ways It's always tomorrow or never, forever and a day, so alone There's blood on my shoes Nobody knows Because of you Where did
decay An apathist who's sweat and blood grease the wheels for pay Just a whore for the puppeteer to whom I obey And nothing changes...No nothing changed
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