I’m sorry it burned

But I had to let the page turn

Watched as the days of our lives

Passed on by

And I’ve been stuck

trying to manufacture pride

(yeah)

I can’t even discern my own truth

stuck in a forest of forbidden fruit

And I might take a bite

Yeah ok I took a bite

And maybe this can fix the surface

Though I’m broken inside

I’m sorry, ok I’m fine

I just need some time, to process

This Digression on digression

That has slowly become life

Forbidden fruit

Gradually decomposing the soul with every bite

Yet there’s joy in every bite

A fleeting moment of life and I’m revived

But it only lasts for seconds

Lose composure in four maybe five, minutes

And now I’m drifting off mid-sentence

Ok maybe I’m all right

Maybe -

if I just manufacture pride

I’m sorry it burned

But I had to let the page turn

Watched as the days of our lives

Passed on by

And I’ve been stuck

trying to manufacture pride

Yeah - it’s something that’s inside

An inexplicable feeling of

Maybe I should hide

But maybe I should just (fuck it)

toss that voice aside

Puff my chest out high, (yeah) baby I’ll be fine

Maybe I can take this thing

one day at a time

Maybe if I shake this thing

You’ll see me in this life

Yeah - like the real me.

There’s no more fighting it

No more hiding in,

Places of my mind

But before I move forward

I need to pause and

Manufacture pride

Pull it from inside

Anything that stimulates

Meaning in this life

Bring it up to life

Pull it to the surface

And manufacture pride

I’m sorry it burned

But I had to let the page turn

Watched as the days of our lives

Passed on by

And I’ve been stuck

trying to manufacture pride