District 97 - Who Cares? lyrics

rate me

Who knows who gives us all the things we love?

I’m through with all these sorts hanging above, my head

I’m sick and tired of leaving things alone

Start terrifying all the folks you know

Not you, not you, not you

Who cares who tells us all the things we know?

It’s far too complicated to control

I’m sick and tired of always being lit

The game should miss a calling to the head

Not you, not you, not you

Pull the pin and let the people into your life

Making things a prize

If I could I’d like, just one minute of your time

To brighten up your life

I think that you can tell, think that you can tell

You can go to hell, you can go to hell

Doing pretty well, doing pretty well

I think that you can tell, think that you can tell

You can go to hell, you can go to hell

Doing pretty well, doing pretty well

I think that you can tell,

Start by seeing it, take the pain and it won’t

Take you very long

To follow through within

That do until things ...they belong

I think that you can tell, think that you can tell

You can go to hell, you can go to hell

Doing pretty well, doing pretty well

I think that you can tell, think that you can tell

You can go to hell, you can go to hell

Doing pretty well, doing pretty well

Who knows who gives us all the things we love?

I’m through with all these sorts hanging above, my head

I’m sick and tired of leaving things alone

Start terrifying all the folks you know

Not you, not you, not you.