
APATHY // NOTHING MOVES ME ANYMORE (Rot Within Track III)
[INTRO] [slow heart monitor] (MEDICAL STAFF - cold) Apathy is a measurable decline in motivation, emotional response, social engagement, and goal-directed behavior. The subject does not initiate. The subject does not pursue. The subject shows reduced reaction to reward, loss, affection, threat, or consequence. This is not calm. This is not acceptance. This is collapse with a pulse. Common factors include emotional exhaustion, chronic disappointment, unresolved grief, loss of control, isolation, burnout, and repeated attempts that produced no meaningful change. Patient reports: “I know I should care. I just don’t feel it anymore.” Diagnosis: Apathy. [VERSE 1] (MALE - low, tired) Phone keeps ringing I let it die Good news comes And passes me by Somebody laughs I know the cue But nothing in me Knows what to do I used to answer I used to try I used to look people Right in the eyes Now I nod Now I fake Now I say I’m fine For everybody’s sake Too many sorrys Said too late Too many doors Closed in my face Too many promises With the same old ending Too many times I kept pretending [PRE-CHORUS] (MALE - gritty) I didn’t wake up cold I froze by degrees Piece by piece Till nothing reached me I didn’t stop caring All at once I just ran out Of places to put it [CHORUS] (MALE - screamed/gritty) I used to scream Now I just stare You can wreck the room I won’t care I used to bleed When the blade went in Now I watch it turn Like it’s happening to someone else No love left No hate left Nothing left to hide I felt too much For way too long Now nothing moves me anymore [POST-CHORUS] (MALE) Nothing moves me Nothing moves me I know it should hurt But it doesn’t get through to me [VERSE 2] (MALE - spoken/low) I see the message And don’t reply Not because I’m busy I just don’t know why I hear “I love you” And I know what to say But the words feel dead Before I can even speak the same the fire alarm screams And I still make coffee I lost the part of me That loss used to bother I stopped hoping So I’d stop getting hit Can’t lose what you want If you don’t want anything Too many nights Talking myself off the ledge Too many days Not trusting a feeling Or anything anyone says. Too many chances Given to the same knife Too many years Trying to act alive [PRE-CHORUS 2] (MALE - building) Call it lazy Call it weak Call it whatever Helps you sleep But I know the truth And it knows me This is survival After the battery bleeds and dies No more jump starts Only darkness Like dead lights leading nowhere [CHORUS] (MALE - screamed/gritty, bigger) I used to scream Now I just stare You can wreck the room I won’t care I used to bleed When the blade went in Now I watch it turn Like it’s happening to anyone else No love left No hate left No screams behind the door I felt too much For way too long Now nothing moves me anymore [BRIDGE] [heart rate monitor matches beat] (MEDICAL STAFF - clinical) Subject remains conscious. Subject remains functional. Subject remains present. Subject is not emotionally available. Reduced affect. Limited motivation. Diminished interest in future outcomes. Not healed. Not recovered. Only operational. [PRE-BREAKDOWN] (MALE - deadpan) Threaten me. Nothing. Leave me. Nothing. Need me. Nothing. Say you’re sorry. Nothing. Tell me I changed. I know. Tell me I’m cold. I know. Tell me I’m not the same. I know. That was the point. [BREAKDOWN] [one monitor beep] (MALE SCREAM) I DIDN’T HEAL! I SHUT DOWN! I DIDN’T WIN! I BLACKED OUT! I FELT TOO MUCH! I CARED TOO LONG! I GAVE TOO MUCH! TILL IT ALL WENT WRONG! (MALE GUTTURAL) NOTHING! MOVES! ME! ANYMORE! NOTHING IS ALL I HAVE! [FINAL CHORUS] (MALE - emotional gritty into scream) I used to scream Now I just stare You can wreck the room I won’t care I used to bleed When the blade went in Now I watch it turn Welcoming the old familiar sting No love left No hate left No screams behind the door I felt too much For way too long Now nothing moves me anymore (MALE SCREAM) I FELT TOO MUCH FOR WAY TOO LONG NOW NOTHING MOVES ME ANYMORE! [OUTRO] (MEDICAL STAFF) When asked what caused the decline, patient gave no answer. When asked if they wanted help, patient looked toward the door. Final note: This is not peace. This is not strength. This is collapse with a pulse. I know I should care. I just don’t.

