I’m sorry it burned
But I had to let the page turn
Watched as the days of our lives
Passed on by
And I’ve been stuck
trying to manufacture pride

(yeah)
I can’t even discern my own truth
stuck in a forest of forbidden fruit
And I might take a bite
Yeah ok I took a bite
And maybe this can fix the surface
Though I’m broken inside
I’m sorry, ok I’m fine
I just need some time, to process
This Digression on digression
That has slowly become life
Forbidden fruit
Gradually decomposing the soul with every bite
Yet there’s joy in every bite
A fleeting moment of life and I’m revived
But it only lasts for seconds
Lose composure in four maybe five, minutes
And now I’m drifting off mid-sentence
Ok maybe I’m all right
Maybe -
if I just manufacture pride

I’m sorry it burned
But I had to let the page turn
Watched as the days of our lives
Passed on by
And I’ve been stuck
trying to manufacture pride

Yeah - it’s something that’s inside
An inexplicable feeling of
Maybe I should hide
But maybe I should just (fuck it)
toss that voice aside
Puff my chest out high, (yeah) baby I’ll be fine
Maybe I can take this thing
one day at a time
Maybe if I shake this thing
You’ll see me in this life

Yeah - like the real me.
There’s no more fighting it
No more hiding in,
Places of my mind
But before I move forward
I need to pause and
Manufacture pride

Pull it from inside
Anything that stimulates
Meaning in this life
Bring it up to life
Pull it to the surface
And manufacture pride

I’m sorry it burned
But I had to let the page turn
Watched as the days of our lives
Passed on by
And I’ve been stuck
trying to manufacture pride