Every tree has got her root
And every girl forbidden fruit
And the path I chose to go
A different girl so long ago
And she's in my head so loud
"Shouldn't you be proud of what you came from?"
"Oh you've been crippled and you've walked and
You've been shut up and you talked
So let's talk some more"
The threat of the memory)
And it's ripping at my heart
Because I'm dodging all the darts
And then I'll wear it 'til it tatters
And it shatters on the floor
And we're just looking for the cure
That feels like spring snow
And all we have is who we are
And where we been got us this far
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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