Alive, alive
To make promises
That I deny
When my motive fits it
As soon as I start to feel
I’ll stop buying bottles and take the wheel
Apathetic
I’m not asking for much
Just a place to sleep
And hands to clutch
All we have to say
Is say you will
When our time comes
My traps are laid
Now play your guilt
Don’t, don’t call it a comeback
Arrive, arrive
Lord am I gonna fit in?
Don’t act surprised
When no one will listen, yea, yea
Apathetic
I’m not asking for trust
Just a way to shake my rust
We have to stay
So say you will
When our time comes
My traps are laid
So I’ll wait