Rotten Apple

I'd never felt so alone in my life in a room with seven other people
Sandbag gang, with whom I used to hang, now hangs their heads over the table

Was this the case of the rotten apple rotting away the whole tree?
Regardless of the thought, I'm rolling away

You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me

I've never felt so at-home in my life, all the way from any other people
Sandbag gang went out with a bang
Stagnant and sadly self-disabled

Was this the case of the rotten apple rotting away the whole tree?
Regardless of the thought, I'm rolling away

You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me
You can't get your rot on me