| The pressure builds, you buy a gift | |
| You're hoping that your dread will lift | |
| It glitters on her like a glass | |
| You shudder as it comes to pass | |
| Apologize to Luce and Lil' | |
| Converse with Ed, a drive with Jill | |
| Your friends confine you in their worlds | |
| One by one, a string of pearls | |
| Confuse you say, this isn't me | |
| You hover in their unity | |
| Ashamed, you slowly lose your grasp | |
| Release the links, undo the clasp | |
| The skin that drips down from the tree | |
| And peels back slowly from your knee | |
| Erupts into your lung and heart | |
| You laugh and laughing, fall apart | |
| Laugh and laughing, fall apart |