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• Artiste: Apathy
• Titre: Same Ol', Same Ol'
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Same Ol', Same Ol'" [Apathy] Downstairs on the first floor, first door on the right His name is Mr. White, he drinks all night and beats his wife But she never-ever leaves, she believes he's right And it's probably her fault when they get into a fight Locks himself in the bathroom and twiddles his balls Peeking through a little hole that he drilled through the wall Hidden under a picture of Jesus inwitnesses the neighbors teenager nieces Named Marira and Lisa Gettin' dressed, sneaking in boys the room for sex It upsets him but excites him, none the less The girls used to live with they dad who had a coke addiction He was broke from the blow plus the alcoholism So they moved with they uncle and aunt Wasn't what they want, but they didn't front, they would get away with a lot Fuckin' with an older kid from accross the hall He would buy them alcohol and drive them to the mall That's Steven, his mother thinks demons are screaming inside of her brain So she eases the pain with painkillers Telling everybody she's religous She's not sure, but thinks Mr. White's here to kill us And all day long doors open doors shut No idea how much the others are fucked up They smile when they pass, maybe say hello Everywhere, every town, same ol' same ol'