i lose perspective all the time

but you’re the apple of my eye

much like an apple i am green

both sweet and sour as can be

it don’t serve me

lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself

lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself

cut off my nose to spite my face

lay all my accolades to waste

cause now i just can’t stand the taste

of anything, of anything

it don’t serve me

it don’t serve me

don’t serve me

no

lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself

lean into yourself, into yourself, into yourself

lean into yourself

lean into yourself