Up River - Apathy

Caught, In the undertow, emotions cutting through me, this world, forever threatening can’t escape my own reality.

I find myself lost, desperate like the others, we’re just boys amongst boys, scratching the door for mothers milk.

I’m not sorry to say, this is who we are. What can we do or be?
In a rat-race youth parade.

We’ve had to witness change, still we remain the same. Brothers and Sisters come with love and angst through pain and disdain.

We don’t care anymore, this witch hunt has been put to bed. We can only dream a dream for the nights to come, but we can’t dream a dream for the nights that will never end.

These are the things that keep me wide awake at night. These are the things that keep me from running into the light.

We're all trying to get our feet wet, you gotta trim the fat from the bone, stand up and reach out, bite the hand that needs and touch the crown.