Who Cares? Lyrics

by District 97

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

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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.