The-Final-Sin

I want to find the seed I came from Crack it open to see Look deep inside of it To find out what was expected of me Deceifer my own design See where I have changed Look at my DNA and find whats been rearranged People never change were tied to a leash on a tree We shuffle back and forth but never leave the vincinity to compensate you find ways to cover up the view make it seem different as if it were something new eventually you will forget that you're fixed in place you'll go hunting for the past the one you thought you could erase you'll dig down deep looking for each root to find the one that grew out wrong no matter