That must of been
Some kind of remission
If only I wasn't such an intolerant
Used by itself
Uniqueness found in ignorance
Guilt prison
Walking round in circles it's the easy way
Apple seed swallowing
Push it all away but
It only comes back around
It only comes back around
So I'll sew my head on backwards
So I'll never have to face myself again
Lowering my opacity
Lowering my opacity
Apple Seed
Case hardening around this
This absentee
You don't see
You don't see
You don't see