Comfort Machine

Don’t talk to me now
There’s no time to spare
Futures are in my palm
Words cannot compare…
Apathy’s killing us
But all we do is stare
Apathy’s killing us
But we don’t seem to care
Your house is falling down
Well that’s a crying shame
And if your body is burning
Only yourself to blame…
Apathy’s killing us
But we don’t seem to care