The Crisper Apple
This is my story
I wasn't always so unhinged
In fact, let me take you back to the beginning
There's something that I know is true
Yeah, something that is calling me, calling me, anew
There's truth in the oldest fruit
And it fights for me
Says every day
You are who you portray
Now the gardens are sweeter
And the air is bright
There's no student or teacher
And it's gonna be alright
My brain has sent me here
To find out the truth
And I'm pretty sure it sent me here
In spite of you
Ahhh, ey ey ey ey, ey ey ey ey, ey!
The wind blows daggers through a porous membrane
Tell me nay, nay nay nay nay, nay nay nay nay, nay nay nay
You can't stop the march of progress
Wirin fictions in my brain
There's something that I know is true
Yeah, something that is calling me, calling me, anew
There's truth in the oldest fruit
And it fights for me
Says every day
You are who you portray
You can't tell me who I am
You can't tell me what to be
You can't tell me what I know -
I know that I'm free
You can't tell me what to say, no
You can't tell me what to mean
My actions are the only thing
That defines me
Now the gardens are sweeter
And the air is bright
All my students and teachers
Yeah, they're feeling alright
My brain has sent me here
To find some kinda peace
You know I wish the best for you
But right here is the best for me
Now my gardens of peaches
And the air is so sweet
All my mates are on beaches
Yeah, they all love me
My friends have sent me here
To seek out the beast
And I'm killing it with kindness
Yeah, I'm killing it with me
I wasn't always so unhinged
In fact, let me take you back to the beginning
There's something that I know is true
Yeah, something that is calling me, calling me, anew
There's truth in the oldest fruit
And it fights for me
Says every day
You are who you portray
Now the gardens are sweeter
And the air is bright
There's no student or teacher
And it's gonna be alright
My brain has sent me here
To find out the truth
And I'm pretty sure it sent me here
In spite of you
Ahhh, ey ey ey ey, ey ey ey ey, ey!
The wind blows daggers through a porous membrane
Tell me nay, nay nay nay nay, nay nay nay nay, nay nay nay
You can't stop the march of progress
Wirin fictions in my brain
There's something that I know is true
Yeah, something that is calling me, calling me, anew
There's truth in the oldest fruit
And it fights for me
Says every day
You are who you portray
You can't tell me who I am
You can't tell me what to be
You can't tell me what I know -
I know that I'm free
You can't tell me what to say, no
You can't tell me what to mean
My actions are the only thing
That defines me
Now the gardens are sweeter
And the air is bright
All my students and teachers
Yeah, they're feeling alright
My brain has sent me here
To find some kinda peace
You know I wish the best for you
But right here is the best for me
Now my gardens of peaches
And the air is so sweet
All my mates are on beaches
Yeah, they all love me
My friends have sent me here
To seek out the beast
And I'm killing it with kindness
Yeah, I'm killing it with me
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