| It’s so cold I wanna go back to sleep
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| Or set to snooze, at least for a week
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| Findin' it hard, to get motivated
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| It could be the draw but I don’t think it’s related
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| Phoned in sick for the third time in a week
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| Changed my voice to sound ill when I speak
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| With the glass half empty, nothing is easy
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| Can’t even get a good picture on the TV
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, apathy
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s takin' over me
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| I got a problem I can’t fix
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| Cause I’ve been hittin' it hard on the mix
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| Where’s the purpose, what’s the reason?
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| When I could stay indoors until mushroom season
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| Got to sit by the telly, watch the bills arrive
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| And when the bailiffs come I’ll tell them I’m not alive
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| Here’s a warning, pay by morning
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| Well it just turned dark and I’m still yawning
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don’t care
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| Apathy, it’s taking over me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, apathy
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah it’s taking over me
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| Feeling lethargic a little bit listless
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| Ain’t just today, it’s been since Christmas
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| Insecurities, could be to blame
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| Today I’m on the sofa not in the game
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| I’m in the doldrums, and it ain’t no fun
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| Starin' at the walls here comes the tedium
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| Now I drink cider then the park
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| Then go back home and sit in the dark
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, apathy
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah it’s taking over me
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| I’m given up, a broken man, I’m way past caring
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| Spent days in my pants just daydreaming and swearing
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| Detached, disinterested, dispassionate
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| Life in the fishtank and I ended up smashing it
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| Oh my toast is burning, pop the pipes till I burst
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| Time to wrap up what’s gone, my life has been cursed
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| I’m a fly in the ointment, gone from bad to worse
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| I’d turn back the clock but it won’t go in reverse
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don’t care
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| Apathy, it’s taking over me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, apathy
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah it’s taking over me |