Ben Tansing - Apathy's Chair Lyrics

Who cares?
A million flares
Tomorrow comes
So will our fears

Countless eyes
From a Pathos melody
Change the world, Damn
Generation seventy

You want to live
For 100 years
Have your warmth
Savour your years

But when your gone
We'll be left here
So Sit back down
In Apathy's chair

Smoke in the room
Running scared
Cohiba and single malt
It's our nightmare

A box full of toys
Still sit under the bed
Change the story, damn
Generation destroy

You want to live
To 100 years
Have your warmth
Savour your years

But when you're gone
We'll be left here
So Sit back down
In Apathy's chair

Sit back down
Sit back down
Sit back down
Apathy's chair

Sit back down
Sit back down
Sit back down
Apathy's chair