meh. this is about how all of an artist's experiences are dulled by his or her sensabilities
Story behind the song
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Lyrics
how can i begin to turn around again to the choking world of half remembered sin your pain is real you're still dreaming you want nothing more but your dreams will forsake you they don't need you anymore your pain is real i hold the apple in my hand if i bring it my lips it crumbles into sand nothing in my head but i don't feel the same maybe this is something for my art i said but that is something that i learned to regret
