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Blind Myself Apple

Apple Kick the rotten fruit Life is full of fresh energy Depth on my tongue the beauty is mortal You could have a bite Out of happiness If it

Kick the rotten fruit Life is full of fresh energy Depth on my tongue the beauty is mortal You could have a bite Out of happiness If it doesn't taste

cell It made a little craziness, maybe I'm blind But for me to leave now, lookin for love could take a lifetime So I'm keepin mine, Uh-huh, keep me blind

Check, check it Fuckin' with a nigga like myself your lyrics fail Laverne's gear shows your record so unless the hoe's butt naked You're a loser, decrepit

see them living in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor Like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind

1903" They say they know everything But they can't do shit without your help "You kids with your sort-sleeve shirts... Eh... I just crapped myself... "

serious simile injury This style is heart of darkness parallel-parked next to awkward imfamy, the holy mountainous ounces pounce Skullduggery the blind

a little craziness, maybe I'm blind But for me to leave now lookin' for love would take a lifetime So I'm keepin' mine, uh-huh, fuck it keep me blind

in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind