Ramona Lane - Rotten Apples Lyrics

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I hold the world like a rotten apple in my hands
And I can't find the will to fight to show I can
The greedy things I do to fry my mind
Circle round my head and leave me blind

I hold my breath, choke and cough the lungs from my chest
I scream but only in my head
The pieces, bleeding of me that I can't hide
Never find a place in my time

I hold my head so it doesn't crumble from the rest
I'm so far from the sky but I try my best
The needy things I do to keep in line
I find drive the knife through my sides

I hold my words for fear I might sound too absurd
Obscured, absorbed, uninformed
The things I need to keep myself alive

Lie here right before my eyes