Owen Westerholt - Who Cares?

Go out and shower in the rain
To much to lose and too much to gain
She might be Taylor Swift but she's no Cobain
Brag about how much you complain
Seasons greetings are becoming so plain
Fortunate son and Vietnam are boring
Getting so bored that you desire pain
When you think about it your family is a bane
Petty shit over and over and over
And over and over and over
And over again
God have you nothing else to do?
Who gives a damn, who even cares?
Who gives a damn, who even cares?
Do you?
Do you?
Some would rather die than touch temptation
Yet it seems who give in get so much adulation
At the end of the day
At the end of the day it's just nothing but motion
That someone could use for a film adaption
Harder the fall the greater the sensation
Soon enough the only thing that will give stimulation
Is the foulest mutilations
Of your beloved cross section
Vulgar things will happen every day
God have you nothing else to do?
God have you nothing else to do?
Who gives a damn, who even cares?
Do you?
Do you really care?
Do you really care?

Written by:
Owen Westerholt

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