The Rotten Tree
Your projection is just your affliction making me feel inferior
your projection is just a reflection of yourself but i’m tired of being your mirror
I want to be a kid again climbing apple trees
I look into the blackness of life and I want to destroy me
I’ ll never be innocent again, everything defines me
reverse the dance impossible, a rotten apple tree
There grows bad seeds festering inside me
there are bad seeds growing from the apple trees
I want to fish the creek again catching fantasies
I drown myself in murky waters, I want to unknow me
I’ll never laugh the way I did then, sweet sap flowing from the trees
swallowed whole into the earth, a rotten apple tree
I want to be a kid again
falling from apple trees
eating decay fed to me.
they’re slowly destroying me