All the concrete - words around here
I'm the bad seed - I think I swallowed it whole
You're the compromise - that never falls through
Never left behind - wanna break down

A thousand promises that never seemed to help me before
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door
With nothing left to think I'll probably sit around and ignore
The apathy that always leads me

And all the broken hearts that hang around here,
All the sick things that make you pull out your hair,
All the bad dreams, all the nightmares,
All the apathy is always sticking it in

A thousand promises that never seemed to help me before
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door
With nothing left to think I'll probably sit around and ignore
The apathy that always leads me
It always finds a way to break me

Down, down, down, down

A thousand promises that never seemed to help me before
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door
With nothing left to think I'll probably sit around and ignore
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door

A thousand promises that never seemed to help me before
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door
With nothing left to think I'll probably sit around and ignore

A thousand promises that never seemed to help me before
A hundred less and I would stumble till I found the back door
With nothing left to think I'll probably sit around and ignore
The apathy it always leads me
It always finds a way to break me down...

And that's when I decided to break it

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