Apathy Carries A Credit Card....

[maggot]

Apathy carries a credit card
I don''t care
I''ll buy the girl next door
Apathy carries a credit card
I don''t care
Someone else will pay.

I wanna be robbed
I wanna be stolen
I wanna be cheapened
I wanna taste like disgust in your mouth.

Taken for granted
Not bought for one red cent
Blood stained tears, sweaty hair matted
That''s okay, the price don''t matter
Sell myself piece by piece
No cash mister just charge it.

Apathy carries a credit card, I don''t care
I''ll buy the farm today
Apathy carries a credit card, I don''t care
I''m just the workhouse whore.

I wanna be robbed
I wanna be stolen
I wanna be cheapened
I wanna taste like disgust in your mouth.

Taken by force
Not asked for my consent
Bruise me, buy me, bleed me
Tie me down and gimme to the needy.

Falling heart die piece by piece
That''s okay buy my love today.

Apathy carries a credit card, I don''t care
I''m washed upon the shore\Apathy carries a credit card, I don''t care
I''m worthless on Mondays.

Apathy....



© By maggot On 9/30/2010 7:45:03 PM

This is a song Tony and I wrote during our glory days. It's Southern, Sweet and a bit...cocky. Think a little bit Skynyrd , a little bit Black Crowes, a slight shade of GnR cockiness and there you go! It should be the first single....