You can be fine on your own
Live your life on your phone
Until your dying alone
You know they don't really care
You could be spreading diseased
Keep begging them please
While you're kept on your knees
You know they don't really care
It used to be that stupidly
Hoped most would choose to be good to me
When most got close they exclusively
Broke code and gloat in abuse of me
You could be beaten and bruised
Feel defeated and lose
You could be sleeping on shoes
You know they don't really care
You could be a vet from a war
Help them settle the score
And yet you're dead or your poor
You know they don't really care
You should see what you could be
Make you and wealth be unity
Take few and smelt immunity
You stupid selfish human beings
Useless helpless human needs
Human greed breeds fuedin thieves
You and me sees news in sprees
Confused consuming useless things
You could be buying up gold
Do everything right when you're told
You could be bribed for your soul
MAYBE THEN they'd really care
You could be one in a million
Stack up sums til some billions
Once you've got hundreds of trillions
Maybe then they'd really care