Texty: Otep. Smash the Control Machine. Oh, So Surreal.

I wish I didn't know, know what I know
I wish I could pretend like they do
If I could I would smile and forget

And there's a child out on the battlefield
A pistol in each hand, he trades a kill for a meal
And it's oh so surreal and it's oh so surreal

And there's a man standing on top of a hill
Screaming freedom for some but all others must kneel
And it's oh so surreal and it's oh so surreal

Apathy is so hip, everyone's doing it
In your sterile life, in your sterile life
Apathy is so hip, everyone's doing it
In your sterile life, in your sterile life

A little girl's lost on the streets of L.A.
She complains about the sharks but plays the part of the prey
And it's oh so surreal and it's oh so surreal

And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And our dumpsters overflow with our careless delight
And it's oh so surreal and it's oh so surreal

Apathy is so hip, everyone's doing it
In your sterile life, in your sterile life
Apathy is so hip, everyone's doing it
In your sterile life, in your sterile life

Antiseptic ways, I don't care but I lie
Never feel, never try
Empty people, empty steeple

If all the opportunists and leaders of men
Were forced to fight in the wars they began
If we could starve the rich and hurt the cruel
If we could take revenge and leave it all in ruins

What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do if we did it to you?

Apathy is so hip

Now there's silence like the lips of the dead
Now there's silence turning inside my head
Will you forget, pretend like they do?
Smile and forget, pretend like they do

Apathy is so hip, everybody's doing it
Apathy is so hip, everybody's doing it

And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And children will go to sleep hungry tonight

And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And children will go to sleep hungry tonight
And children