[[meta title="Bad Apple"]]

In the midst of flowing time, though, I feel weakness, spinning round and round

I can't even see my heart drifting away from me, can I?


I can't even move by myself, I continue to be poured down the cracks of time

I don't know about anything around me, I'm just myself - and only myself.


Am I looking at a dream? Am I looking at anything at all? Speaking is useless just coming from me...

Sadness is just making me tired - it would be better if I could just go on without feeling anything


Even if you give me the words I've been looking for, my heart will just ignore them

Maybe if I were to move myself away, and everything changed, it'll all turn black


Does someone like me even have a future? Should I even exist in this world?

Am I feeling pain? Am I feeling sadness? I'm at the point where I don't even know myself


Even if I marched forward, I'd just get tired. I can't even understand people.

If this self were to change, if maybe I can change, it'd all become white



In the midst of flowing time, though, I feel weakness, spinning round and round

I can't even see my heart drifting away from me, can I?


I can't even move by myself, I continue to be poured down the cracks of time

I don't know about anything around me, I'm just myself - and only myself.


Am I looking at a dream? Am I looking at anything at all? Speaking is useless just coming from me...

Sadness is just making me tired - it would be better if I could just go on without feeling anything


Even if you give me the words I've been looking for, my heart will just ignore them

Maybe if I were to move myself away, and everything changed, it'll all turn black


Is there even a future in this pointless time? Do I even belong here?

If I wanted to describe myself, the words I'd use would be "good for nothing."


Do I even belong here? Do I even belong in this time?

If this self were to change, if maybe I can change, it'd all become white


Am I looking at a dream right now? Am I looking at anything at all? Speaking is useless just coming from me...

Sadness is just making me tired - it would be better if I could just go on without feeling anything


Even if you give me the words I've been looking for, my heart will just ignore them

Maybe if I were to move myself away, and everything changed, it'll all turn black



If I were to move on - if I were to move on - everything would break, everything would be destroyed

If I felt sadness - if I felt sadness, will my heart turn white?


I still don't know anything - anything about you, anything about myself; anything at all

If I opened these heavy eyelids, and everything was ruined, I'll turn it all black!!