Rotting Fruit
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โฑ๏ธ 3:50 duration
๐ ID: 14845922
๐ Lyrics
On my hands and knees
And bent down at my own two feet
To ask forgiveness
Grant what I can't keep
The rotting fruit
The dying tree
To not bear witness
Now's the time to weep
To wake the nerve that's been asleep
To shake the stillness
To practice what I preach
To live a life not half asleep
A dream so vicious
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
When the floorboards warp
And I am ripped from what is warm
I face my vices
Rubber soles are worn
Eliptic running
Faith is torn and patched with crisis
Seeking out the cold
Filled with fear
With what I've been told is good and righteous
Fleeting from the norm
Or follow suit to fill their void
Accepting blindness
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
When the cotton of my shirt
Is ripped and soaked in all the dirt
And juice and mold from what I've hurt
And squeezed and told not to return
I'll rip the fabric off my back
And shake the cycle, watch it crack
The rotting fruit stains what I lack
The rotting fruit stains what I lack, oh
The rotting fruit stains
The rotting fruit stains
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm
And bent down at my own two feet
To ask forgiveness
Grant what I can't keep
The rotting fruit
The dying tree
To not bear witness
Now's the time to weep
To wake the nerve that's been asleep
To shake the stillness
To practice what I preach
To live a life not half asleep
A dream so vicious
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
When the floorboards warp
And I am ripped from what is warm
I face my vices
Rubber soles are worn
Eliptic running
Faith is torn and patched with crisis
Seeking out the cold
Filled with fear
With what I've been told is good and righteous
Fleeting from the norm
Or follow suit to fill their void
Accepting blindness
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
All that's good and all that's golden
Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
When the cotton of my shirt
Is ripped and soaked in all the dirt
And juice and mold from what I've hurt
And squeezed and told not to return
I'll rip the fabric off my back
And shake the cycle, watch it crack
The rotting fruit stains what I lack
The rotting fruit stains what I lack, oh
The rotting fruit stains
The rotting fruit stains
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.17] On my hands and knees
[00:16.02] And bent down at my own two feet
[00:19.75] To ask forgiveness
[00:26.29] Grant what I can't keep
[00:29.94] The rotting fruit
[00:31.79] The dying tree
[00:33.56] To not bear witness
[00:40.37] Now's the time to weep
[00:43.81] To wake the nerve that's been asleep
[00:47.48] To shake the stillness
[00:53.77] To practice what I preach
[00:57.99] To live a life not half asleep
[01:01.61] A dream so vicious
[01:08.41] All that's good and all that's golden
[01:16.03] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[01:22.39] When the floorboards warp
[01:25.77] And I am ripped from what is warm
[01:29.23] I face my vices
[01:36.03] Rubber soles are worn
[01:39.45] Eliptic running
[01:41.50] Faith is torn and patched with crisis
[01:50.21] Seeking out the cold
[01:53.44] Filled with fear
[01:55.70] With what I've been told is good and righteous
[02:03.94] Fleeting from the norm
[02:07.52] Or follow suit to fill their void
[02:11.27] Accepting blindness
[02:18.02] All that's good and all that's golden
[02:25.64] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[02:32.52] All that's good and all that's golden
[02:39.64] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[02:46.22] When the cotton of my shirt
[02:49.25] Is ripped and soaked in all the dirt
[02:52.68] And juice and mold from what I've hurt
[02:56.31] And squeezed and told not to return
[02:59.78] I'll rip the fabric off my back
[03:03.18] And shake the cycle, watch it crack
[03:06.85] The rotting fruit stains what I lack
[03:10.25] The rotting fruit stains what I lack, oh
[03:16.29] The rotting fruit stains
[03:33.84] The rotting fruit stains
[03:40.51] Hmm, hmm
[03:43.19] Hmm, hmm
[03:46.66] Hmm
[03:49.73]
[00:16.02] And bent down at my own two feet
[00:19.75] To ask forgiveness
[00:26.29] Grant what I can't keep
[00:29.94] The rotting fruit
[00:31.79] The dying tree
[00:33.56] To not bear witness
[00:40.37] Now's the time to weep
[00:43.81] To wake the nerve that's been asleep
[00:47.48] To shake the stillness
[00:53.77] To practice what I preach
[00:57.99] To live a life not half asleep
[01:01.61] A dream so vicious
[01:08.41] All that's good and all that's golden
[01:16.03] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[01:22.39] When the floorboards warp
[01:25.77] And I am ripped from what is warm
[01:29.23] I face my vices
[01:36.03] Rubber soles are worn
[01:39.45] Eliptic running
[01:41.50] Faith is torn and patched with crisis
[01:50.21] Seeking out the cold
[01:53.44] Filled with fear
[01:55.70] With what I've been told is good and righteous
[02:03.94] Fleeting from the norm
[02:07.52] Or follow suit to fill their void
[02:11.27] Accepting blindness
[02:18.02] All that's good and all that's golden
[02:25.64] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[02:32.52] All that's good and all that's golden
[02:39.64] Can't hide truth and the fruit is rotting
[02:46.22] When the cotton of my shirt
[02:49.25] Is ripped and soaked in all the dirt
[02:52.68] And juice and mold from what I've hurt
[02:56.31] And squeezed and told not to return
[02:59.78] I'll rip the fabric off my back
[03:03.18] And shake the cycle, watch it crack
[03:06.85] The rotting fruit stains what I lack
[03:10.25] The rotting fruit stains what I lack, oh
[03:16.29] The rotting fruit stains
[03:33.84] The rotting fruit stains
[03:40.51] Hmm, hmm
[03:43.19] Hmm, hmm
[03:46.66] Hmm
[03:49.73]