Bitter Fruit

Cut you branches at the root

That long have grown that bitter fruit

Cut your branches at the root

That only gave me bitter fruit

I was conceived in a red rage, from a wild love

I am the seed of a dead age, gone viral

Those feelings I've tried to shake, all my life long

But the demons I'm keeping, are hard to face

When you hide them, so long

I gotta cut you at the root

I gotta save my soul from the bad in you

I gotta cut you through and through

You only ever gave me bitter fruit

Oh and it grew like a shockwave

And I was blindsided

The fruit that your love gave

Poisoned my mind up

I cut your branches at the root

I gotta save my soul from the things you do

I cut your branches through and through

But still I only taste that bitter fruit

Down to the bone

All my love was cut in a single blow

Gone, and I know

All my love was cut in the seed I sowed

I could pray, but can't you see?

The kind of things I pray for are cursing me

I could praw, but can't you see?

The kind of things I pray for

The kind of things I need

I cut your branches at the root

That only ever gave me bitter fruit

I cut your branches through and through

Still I only taste that bitter fruit

I could pray, but can't you see?

The kind of things I pray for are cursing me

I could pray, but can't you see?

The kind of things I pray for

The kind of things I need