bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree
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its roots rest above the settling dust
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which will rise and fall, only this time will not return
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bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change
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the name on your grave, was it born of you?
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handcuffed, held down by an iron tattoo,
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burning a cross in honour of you,
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blood stained tears run acid yellow
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in the shade of the skeleton tree
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bloodshot eyes blind a motherless child, more dead than alive
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left drowning for breath, silent screams fill the air
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with mercy on your lips, death became an angel in your grace
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bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change
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bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change
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the name on your grave, was it born of you?
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handcuffed, held down by an iron tattoo,
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burning a cross in honour of you,
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blood stained tears run acid yellow
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in the shade of the skeleton tree
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in the scope of time, it was only yesterday ago
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so lets change, lets change tomorrow
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bitter fruit dead weight
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bitter fruit dead weight
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bitter fruit dead weight, the future can't wait..
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bitter fruit dead weight
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somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down, somebodys looking down
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Bitter Fruit
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| Billie Myers |
