Post-Apathy

Black clouds come gather 'round
We're gonna have one hell of a time
When all our needs are crossing lines
Out of a healthy state of mind
And we don't need no alibi
Whatever comes we'll be forever bound
'Cause we're allowed to live this life
For the murder of our higher ground
Until the day comes when sun can't light
This darkened place that we found our plight
In these streets we lay ourselves
We hear the echoes of the fallen shelve
I wanna escape this hell
I wanna get my shell

We're coming down
Crawling in the crowd
We don't care what the future brings
We want joy then misery
These are the pills
The pills we chose to end our life with

It's hard to breathe
We're out of time
When it comes to my fix
I've given in
This misery might kill me

Seems like we have lost our space
Hard and loud it hits, we feel the heat
With another bit of bittersweet
Let's get ourselves a way to end disgrace
C'mon my demons come get in line
This motherfucking party is far from nice
We don't need no warm place for our head
No one could've taught us who not to mess
There's no terrifying thoughts that can make us scream
More than what has evolved to life-sucking agony
I hear the bruises will never heal
They're the only thing left to feel

And we dance all night
To the rhythm of the end of times
Singing we will never be alright
We are not alive
We all died
The day we sold our pride

All night long
We dance to the same old song
Which no one should sing along