This morning when I woke up
I threw my bed out
The window of my past condition
I never really cared about
Tonight after the sun goes down
I'll shape my guiding light
There are
No rules
Breaking out of everyday
With no compromise, walking in circles
Like a rusty iron man I
Always surrender to coincidence
I can live my dream, you say,
But my dream is speeding up
I have the same sort of
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, Apathy
Now I preach the beauty of this
New world order of mine
Holding respiration while
Unwritten Gospels I recite
Ascending from my obsolete aura
Erasing my pre-set mind
There are
No rules
Breaking out of everyday
Elevator from beyond
Bringing me the same old crowd
Undecided crossroads like a
Steady fugitive wondering where I'm heading
I can live my dream, you say,
But my dream is speeding up
I have the same sort of
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Ooooh, ooooh
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, breaking out of this
Apathy, Apathy
This New Zealand group have a sweet glaze and an underlying toothiness that would have fit right in on mid-’90s alt-rock radio. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2019