Lyrics:
This is a testimony I was destined for
Sacred ceremony reveals my flaws
No more apathy I was going through
No more agony I was running from
I can
Living in the moment is so foreign to you
Through your camera’s lens
Is all you see through
You’re fuckin’ life is passing you by
All this wasted
a life lived well takes discipline
Apathy and ignorance and bigotry become your sins
Do your time before you front me, show some damned respect
There's
Salvation is freely offered, not freely turn away
You don't have to live like this for another day.
Redemption is a friend, standing by
Don't you run
They always wanna break some shit that broken
We entertained by exposin
They'll drag ya ass in the open
An beat you on the internet
To support when you
us we'd feel alright
That brochure was a fucking lie
I swear I'm so dramatic
It's 'cause of post traumatic apathy and misery
Just keep on walkin'
do it so carelessly
as if you had no self esteem
a victim of apathy
but you don't care what people say about you
i will let you in before you break
Victim of society
Mind has been burned
He's crashed and learned
Don't trust no one 'cause no one don't trust you
Victim of society
Beaten by pigs
that put out my lights
I was the victim of a drive by shooting
you were the victim of a drive by shooting
He was the victim of a drive by shooting last
apathy's mating call
I reach orgasm doing nothing at all
Going through the want ads
Blood starts rushing to my groin
I get such a thrill
Living in
doing your part
Life's not worth living
If you don't take a stand
And champion the causes
Of your fellow 'man
Your apathy's weakness
Your silence a joke
walking
Death takes a train bound for Chicago
And Life stands in the rain
Waiting for that same train to return
Love sings songs to herself
And apathy is
3 Victims
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
Chorus
3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims
away from the suffering in apathy.
A blind eye to the victim's pain that they choose not to see.
Unless there's money to be made, unless territory is
Some call it home, some call it hell.
This is Eville, place we dwell,
Some call it home, some call it hell.
Slowly losing hope, laid out by apathy.
Days
even get a good picture on the TV
Yeah, yeah, yeah, apathy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's takin' over me
[Eggs]
I got a problem I can't fix
Cause I've been
apathy
Victims of passive democracy
Another chance came across
And making a stand against was in your hands
It was the time to get up and shout
Backed by the weapons of hell.
Is there no end to all this madness?
Is there no hope for us at all?
Shadows of the past,
Victims of the future.
How
new
Self
Victim
Of nature's
Apathy of reason
You have two heads
One faces within
It lives in darkness
The world is internal
A phantom head
The corpse
Forced do and don't's
In their magic kingdom
Apathy slaughtered its victims among these crowds
Those four poker faces were widely known
The silent herd
out its pushed away and pushed aside
But I won't stand and watch it all
It all go unsaid
How many times will I fall victim to this It's normal by
to find your 15 minute fame
I hear it happens everyday
In the obituary
Simple dream to a hooker on the street
Kept alive by her apathy
Started with
to fudge that's why I became a judge stop resisting
The Just Us System, another victim
I'm just a victim of The Just Us System
Stop resisting by illegal
that you'd come clean
Cause I need for you to see
That we need more than just apathy
We know what we don't wanna hear
Trepidation's closer day by day
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