[00:00.00]bury your dead-mother night
[00:15.30]When you call that orphanage home,
[00:18.23]
[00:18.85]settled you've for one step above alone inside you.
[00:24.06]I think it's well known
[00:25.87]
[00:26.87]there's a fight strong enough to draw and quarter your soul.
[00:30.73]So let go.
[00:32.06]
[00:46.23]The irony of your foster home
[00:50.10]isn't lost on me, and I'm not alone.
[00:53.71]Who's there to comfort you
[00:55.71]when he's bruising your face?
[00:57.40]Who's there to comfort you
[00:59.39]when you've lost your way
[01:01.64]
[01:06.26]The poison apple
[01:09.69]doesn't fall far from the fucking tree.
[01:12.87]Assume the barrel is rotten
[01:14.93]and so you pick up and leave.
[01:16.62]How could you dig up your roots
[01:18.42]so fucking easily?
[01:20.86]
[01:21.67]The poison apple
[01:25.10]doesn't fall far from the fucking tree.
[01:28.03]
[01:28.64]and so you pick up and leave.
[01:32.01]How could you dig up your roots
[01:34.01]so fucking easily?
[01:35.20]
[01:36.05]When you call that orphanage home,
[01:39.60]you've settled for one step above alone inside you.
[01:44.59]I think it's well known
[01:46.52]
[01:47.52]there's a fight strong enough to draw and quarter your soul.
[01:51.14]
[02:06.93]The irony of your foster home
[02:10.70]isn't lost on me, and I'm not alone.
[02:14.27]Who's there to comfort you
[02:16.52]when he's bruising your face?
[02:18.02]Who's there to comfort you
[02:20.20]when you've lost your way
[02:22.45]
[02:26.94]The poison apple
[02:30.39]doesn't fall far from the fucking tree.
[02:33.57]Assume the barrel is rotten
[02:35.32]and so you pick up and leave.
[02:37.19]How could you dig up your roots
[02:39.12]so fucking easily?
[02:41.73]
[02:42.29]The poison apple
[02:45.80]doesn't fall far from the fucking tree.
[02:48.80]
[02:49.92]The poison apple
[02:53.42]doesn't fall far from the fucking tree.