Paroles de Bitter Fruit

Cut you branches at the root That long have grown that bitter fruit Cut your branches at the root That only gave me bitter fruit I was conceived in a red rage, from a wild love I am the seed of a dead age, gone viral Those feelings I've tried to shake, all my life long But the demons I'm keeping, are hard to face When you hide them, so long I gotta cut you at the root I gotta save my soul from the bad in you I gotta cut you through and through You only ever gave me bitter fruit Oh and it grew like a shockwave And I was blindsided The fruit that your love gave Poisoned my mind up I cut your branches at the root I gotta save my soul from the things you do I cut your branches through and through But still I only taste that bitter fruit Down to the bone All my love was cut in a single blow Gone, and I know All my love was cut in the seed I sowed I could pray, but can't you see? The kind of things I pray for are cursing me I could praw, but can't you see? The kind of things I pray for The kind of things I need I cut your branches at the root That only ever gave me bitter fruit I cut your branches through and through Still I only taste that bitter fruit I could pray, but can't you see? The kind of things I pray for are cursing me I could pray, but can't you see? The kind of things I pray for The kind of things I need