Forbidden Fruit

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Sam Simpson

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I got forty minutes
Not enough to be scared
But enough to fall down
Gravity is but a chair
That my head sits in
Theism and religion
Never made sense
In all the books I'd written
In the people I speak to
Tell them my stories
They spit some back at me, oh
All glory be
To the fruit on the tree
Which I eat off the leaves
Today we escape the garden
Adam and eve
One sinner out to dinner
With some following eyes
In the devil's Sunday best
It's the start of your demise
Feeding into your desires
Under a disguise
You guise and blush and gush
While being brutalized
By the lurking down under your floorboards
I'm a firm believer that we only shoot to score for
A cheap shot at bed rock, mining at the ore
Only to feel like an objectified whore

Oh, you'd rather die than to sink in your teeth
Living for ones hiding under your sheets
It's these ideologies which we believe
That will kill us tonight
While we fall asleep
The sandman will rip us off stage in our dreams

Three hours down the drain
And four more
Hours of polishing orating forces
Our time is fleeting
Our memories are jaded
I cannot remember the six years of faded
Sandboxes, children in photographs chasing
Idealistic, unrealistic sources of faking
Our faces, no longer the same as beforehand
Let us together bite into the orange

Oh
Oh
Oh, you'd rather die than to sink in your teeth
Living for ones hiding under your sheets
It's these ideologies which we believe
That will kill us tonight
While we fall asleep
The sandman will rip us off stage in our dreams
Oh
Oh

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