Ten times removed, I forget about where it all began
Bastard son of a bastard son of a wild eyed child of the sun
And right as rain, I’m not the same but I feel the same, I feel nothing

Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again

I sensed my loss before I even learned to talk
And I remember my birthdays
Empty party afternoons won’t come back

Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again

I forget to forget me
I forget to forget, you see
Nothing is important to me

I knew my loss before I even learned to speak
And all along I knew it was wrong
But I played along with my birthday song

Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again