Bad Apples

Watch your step out there
You best be good
They say there is venom
In these woods
You may find bad apples
That look red
You won't know they're poison
'Til you're dead

Hunt or be hunted
You must bow
The mob is hungry
Holier than thou
They hate talking
Hush your mouth
Silence is deafening
I want out

But I'm wanted just dead
Never alive
They take opinions
And feed them lies
Bite into the sin
If you want to live
I know better than to just give in

You're a puppet in disguise
You were never free to live
They put puppets in the skies
To scope out all the sin
You're a sucker in demise
Suck the luck from little kids
Run the buffer sever ties
Rip apart the life you life

A bad apple says take a bite
It comes alive
It has snake eyes
You're shackled
To pure delight
Within the blight
Your sin will bite
Your sin will bite
Your sin will bite
Use your mind

You may find bad apples that look red
You won't know they're poison
'Til you're dead



Credits
Writer(s): Krista Lang
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