Under the Gun - Triple A
текст песни

Babies having babies sleeping out in the streets
For now, their mouths have none to eat
Every day and every night
It’s the same old news and same old story
Your just one man how can you do anything
So you’re heading to the bar

This is the Anthem of The Apathic Asshole
The one you're staring at right now

So caught up in my old life
I’m so sure the world evolves around me
It’s hard to tell when I don’t care
I take a look at the world around me
And everywhere I turn is dismal
I see a kid selling dope on the street
I know that’s It’s wrong, but I still gotta get high

This is the Anthem of The Apathic Asshole
The one you're staring at right now
This is the song for all the disillusioned masses
You think our problems are worse than mine

Fuck You!

This is the Anthem of The Apathic Asshole
The one you're staring at right now
This is the song for all the disillusioned masses
You think our problems are worse than mine
Worse than mine