Apathy (Interlude)

Lyrics
Sometimes I'm hurting and I'm burdened when I'm gazing inside Coz I ain't concerned with other persons, the foundation is pride Feel like a fake and a lie It's like my comforts are my Lord coz I be raising them high Until the day that I die, I surely struggle with this apathy invading I try to front like I'm Mr. Compassionate, my ratings are hot And meanwhile these folks is hurting every place, I should cry But I lose sight like bullets grazing my eyes, what should I do now? When I drive through my city and I see these folks hurting Yeah I'm certain that I care till I'm home and close the curtains It's like they ain't even there, man my heart is so disturbing I should be praying for them, finding ways that I can serve them The bottom line, Lord I'm praying I be on the grind Pursuing service, never out of sight, out of mind Preaching truth and trying to model my Lord Till He's back and them knees hit the floor I'm waiting
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Credits
- Writers
- Trip Lee