Ayla Bryn - Cherry Picking Memories Lyrics

Cherry picking memories I'd forgotten
Somehow I still picked the ones that were rotten
And I'll give you a dollar a minute
To hear me whine cause I don't like the ones that I picked
Self loathing
But that's my favourite poison
I'm rotting
Falling
Down
I'm lying
Face down in the ground
Made my bed and I sleep like a baby now
Can't be saved I'm the one to blame somehow
Can't save me now
I think that I'm my biggest problem
Burn myself at both ends and play the victim
And I'll find the root of the cause easily
But I think I'll die on that hill with the cherry tree
Self loathing
But that's my favourite poison
I'm rotting
Falling
Down
I'm lying
Face down in the ground
Made my bed and I sleep like a baby now
Can't be saved I'm the one to blame somehow
Can't save me now
Cherry picking memories
Outstretched hands reach for the trees
Leave the ugly take the sweet
Spit the pit rinse and repeat
Inevitably I'd get a worm
Crawling around the thought of it still makes me squirm
Cherry picking memories
Outstretched hands reach for the trees
Leave the ugly take the sweet
Spit the pit rinse and repeat
Inevitably I'd get a worm
Crawling around the thought of it still makes me squirm
Cherry picking memories
Cherry picking memories
Cherry picking memories
Hey
I'm rotting
Falling
Down
I'm lying
Face down in the ground
Made my bed and I sleep like a baby now
Can't be saved I'm the one to blame somehow
Can't save me now