The Bitten Apple (feat. Idris Philips)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:23 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying, (keep the fire burning) no not dying (I'm tryin' ta)
There's no suicide like the lie that you tell yourself and believe it
Mask look decent, face is weeping underneath it
Self-hate feasting on our deepest darkest secrets
Warning signs that read help needed, too ashamed to seek it
Seems so easily deleted when you're browsing
But can't erase the history of what your eyes allowed in
The intimately profound ecstasy that gives life's
Stripped of all its meaning 'til it eats you from the inside
The big lie, you just do this to get you through the slim times
One click at a time 'til you prefer counterfeit kind
Seen so many scenes that it would seem you're desensitized
Just to get your fix, you begin dipping into the sick side
Seeking to feed a demon that you no longer recognize
If you swear it off, you'll never find a place you can hide
Inside your pocket lies a portal to your inner battle
Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying (keep the fire burning) no not dying
Don't get it twisted
There's no innocence existing in its biggest business
You create specific demand whenever you click it
Whatever it is you're into someone's got to fill it
Have their lowest moments frozen to be shown infinite
You watch the porn get savager
Box office movies nastier, the TV get trashier
School girls are flashing the camera
Profile pic look just like the next amateur
Babies get exposed no one controlling how it damage them
You find yourself detaching, retreating, reacting
Deep anger, decreased passion and you keep lashing out
Your sweet family reminds you of your weak habits
You have no mercy for yourself and so you're relapsing
Your sweet attraction used to drive you to that deep connection
You're feeling so cold and lonely when you least expect it
Atop your desk sits a portal to your inner battle
Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying (I keep the fire burning)
No not dying (I'm trying to keep it...)
Now that I have died I have no taste for life
Or the affairs of the living
Only for love, and the affair of the lovers
The affairs of the living are many and assorted
The affair of the lovers is, singular, and complete
Do not mourn this walking carcass
Some are dead because they are without life
Others are dead because they are beyond life
Yet, others have forgotten the affair of life and death altogether
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying, (keep the fire burning) no not dying (I'm tryin' ta)
There's no suicide like the lie that you tell yourself and believe it
Mask look decent, face is weeping underneath it
Self-hate feasting on our deepest darkest secrets
Warning signs that read help needed, too ashamed to seek it
Seems so easily deleted when you're browsing
But can't erase the history of what your eyes allowed in
The intimately profound ecstasy that gives life's
Stripped of all its meaning 'til it eats you from the inside
The big lie, you just do this to get you through the slim times
One click at a time 'til you prefer counterfeit kind
Seen so many scenes that it would seem you're desensitized
Just to get your fix, you begin dipping into the sick side
Seeking to feed a demon that you no longer recognize
If you swear it off, you'll never find a place you can hide
Inside your pocket lies a portal to your inner battle
Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying (keep the fire burning) no not dying
Don't get it twisted
There's no innocence existing in its biggest business
You create specific demand whenever you click it
Whatever it is you're into someone's got to fill it
Have their lowest moments frozen to be shown infinite
You watch the porn get savager
Box office movies nastier, the TV get trashier
School girls are flashing the camera
Profile pic look just like the next amateur
Babies get exposed no one controlling how it damage them
You find yourself detaching, retreating, reacting
Deep anger, decreased passion and you keep lashing out
Your sweet family reminds you of your weak habits
You have no mercy for yourself and so you're relapsing
Your sweet attraction used to drive you to that deep connection
You're feeling so cold and lonely when you least expect it
Atop your desk sits a portal to your inner battle
Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
Dark places I would play
I watch the night turn into day
Screaming voices in my mind
Leave me cold and so hard to find
Thank God those demons didn't last
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying (I keep the fire burning)
No not dying (I'm trying to keep it...)
Now that I have died I have no taste for life
Or the affairs of the living
Only for love, and the affair of the lovers
The affairs of the living are many and assorted
The affair of the lovers is, singular, and complete
Do not mourn this walking carcass
Some are dead because they are without life
Others are dead because they are beyond life
Yet, others have forgotten the affair of life and death altogether
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.99] Dark places I would play
[00:29.36] I watch the night turn into day
[00:32.45] Screaming voices in my mind
[00:35.84] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[00:38.95] Thank God those demons didn't last
[00:42.30] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[00:45.59] Not dying, (keep the fire burning) no not dying (I'm tryin' ta)
[00:51.05] There's no suicide like the lie that you tell yourself and believe it
[00:54.99] Mask look decent, face is weeping underneath it
[00:58.13] Self-hate feasting on our deepest darkest secrets
[01:01.38] Warning signs that read help needed, too ashamed to seek it
[01:05.32] Seems so easily deleted when you're browsing
[01:07.86] But can't erase the history of what your eyes allowed in
[01:11.25] The intimately profound ecstasy that gives life's
[01:14.47] Stripped of all its meaning 'til it eats you from the inside
[01:17.93] The big lie, you just do this to get you through the slim times
[01:20.86] One click at a time 'til you prefer counterfeit kind
[01:24.23] Seen so many scenes that it would seem you're desensitized
[01:27.53] Just to get your fix, you begin dipping into the sick side
[01:30.34] Seeking to feed a demon that you no longer recognize
[01:33.60] If you swear it off, you'll never find a place you can hide
[01:37.11] Inside your pocket lies a portal to your inner battle
[01:40.72] Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
[01:44.42] Dark places I would play
[01:47.33] I watch the night turn into day
[01:50.10] Screaming voices in my mind
[01:53.28] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[01:56.28] Thank God those demons didn't last
[01:59.76] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[02:02.80] Not dying (keep the fire burning) no not dying
[02:08.94] Don't get it twisted
[02:10.74] There's no innocence existing in its biggest business
[02:11.56] You create specific demand whenever you click it
[02:15.90] Whatever it is you're into someone's got to fill it
[02:18.98] Have their lowest moments frozen to be shown infinite
[02:22.10] You watch the porn get savager
[02:24.39] Box office movies nastier, the TV get trashier
[02:27.27] School girls are flashing the camera
[02:30.05] Profile pic look just like the next amateur
[02:32.59] Babies get exposed no one controlling how it damage them
[02:35.99] You find yourself detaching, retreating, reacting
[02:38.93] Deep anger, decreased passion and you keep lashing out
[02:42.60] Your sweet family reminds you of your weak habits
[02:45.76] You have no mercy for yourself and so you're relapsing
[02:49.29] Your sweet attraction used to drive you to that deep connection
[02:51.88] You're feeling so cold and lonely when you least expect it
[02:55.20] Atop your desk sits a portal to your inner battle
[02:58.15] Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
[03:01.80] Dark places I would play
[03:05.01] I watch the night turn into day
[03:07.80] Screaming voices in my mind
[03:11.02] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[03:14.13] Thank God those demons didn't last
[03:17.61] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[03:22.54] Not dying (I keep the fire burning)
[03:24.55] No not dying (I'm trying to keep it...)
[03:27.20] Now that I have died I have no taste for life
[03:58.82] Or the affairs of the living
[04:00.43] Only for love, and the affair of the lovers
[04:03.76] The affairs of the living are many and assorted
[04:07.03] The affair of the lovers is, singular, and complete
[04:10.76] Do not mourn this walking carcass
[04:14.00] Some are dead because they are without life
[04:16.09] Others are dead because they are beyond life
[04:18.85] Yet, others have forgotten the affair of life and death altogether
[04:22.18]
[00:29.36] I watch the night turn into day
[00:32.45] Screaming voices in my mind
[00:35.84] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[00:38.95] Thank God those demons didn't last
[00:42.30] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[00:45.59] Not dying, (keep the fire burning) no not dying (I'm tryin' ta)
[00:51.05] There's no suicide like the lie that you tell yourself and believe it
[00:54.99] Mask look decent, face is weeping underneath it
[00:58.13] Self-hate feasting on our deepest darkest secrets
[01:01.38] Warning signs that read help needed, too ashamed to seek it
[01:05.32] Seems so easily deleted when you're browsing
[01:07.86] But can't erase the history of what your eyes allowed in
[01:11.25] The intimately profound ecstasy that gives life's
[01:14.47] Stripped of all its meaning 'til it eats you from the inside
[01:17.93] The big lie, you just do this to get you through the slim times
[01:20.86] One click at a time 'til you prefer counterfeit kind
[01:24.23] Seen so many scenes that it would seem you're desensitized
[01:27.53] Just to get your fix, you begin dipping into the sick side
[01:30.34] Seeking to feed a demon that you no longer recognize
[01:33.60] If you swear it off, you'll never find a place you can hide
[01:37.11] Inside your pocket lies a portal to your inner battle
[01:40.72] Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
[01:44.42] Dark places I would play
[01:47.33] I watch the night turn into day
[01:50.10] Screaming voices in my mind
[01:53.28] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[01:56.28] Thank God those demons didn't last
[01:59.76] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[02:02.80] Not dying (keep the fire burning) no not dying
[02:08.94] Don't get it twisted
[02:10.74] There's no innocence existing in its biggest business
[02:11.56] You create specific demand whenever you click it
[02:15.90] Whatever it is you're into someone's got to fill it
[02:18.98] Have their lowest moments frozen to be shown infinite
[02:22.10] You watch the porn get savager
[02:24.39] Box office movies nastier, the TV get trashier
[02:27.27] School girls are flashing the camera
[02:30.05] Profile pic look just like the next amateur
[02:32.59] Babies get exposed no one controlling how it damage them
[02:35.99] You find yourself detaching, retreating, reacting
[02:38.93] Deep anger, decreased passion and you keep lashing out
[02:42.60] Your sweet family reminds you of your weak habits
[02:45.76] You have no mercy for yourself and so you're relapsing
[02:49.29] Your sweet attraction used to drive you to that deep connection
[02:51.88] You're feeling so cold and lonely when you least expect it
[02:55.20] Atop your desk sits a portal to your inner battle
[02:58.15] Children of Adam still grappling with that bitten apple
[03:01.80] Dark places I would play
[03:05.01] I watch the night turn into day
[03:07.80] Screaming voices in my mind
[03:11.02] Leave me cold and so hard to find
[03:14.13] Thank God those demons didn't last
[03:17.61] Dealing with the wreckage of my past
[03:22.54] Not dying (I keep the fire burning)
[03:24.55] No not dying (I'm trying to keep it...)
[03:27.20] Now that I have died I have no taste for life
[03:58.82] Or the affairs of the living
[04:00.43] Only for love, and the affair of the lovers
[04:03.76] The affairs of the living are many and assorted
[04:07.03] The affair of the lovers is, singular, and complete
[04:10.76] Do not mourn this walking carcass
[04:14.00] Some are dead because they are without life
[04:16.09] Others are dead because they are beyond life
[04:18.85] Yet, others have forgotten the affair of life and death altogether
[04:22.18]