Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Apples, artist - Trashlight Vision. Album song Alibis & Ammunition, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 23.04.2006
Record label: Undergroove
Song language: English
Black Apples |
| I got a call from a friend named Dante |
| He said take a walk with me, |
| In the shades where the black fruit grow |
| The greatest gift he gave to me |
| And now I’m stuck inside a 60's white’s riot |
| Feels like I’m stuck inside some 40's holocaust |
| I’m a fiend in a Cuban missle crisis |
| Now I love to eat… |
| Black apples |
| Black apples |
| Black apples |
| Black apples, black apples |
| (Yeah, you say it) |
| I make an art out of cliché debauchery, |
| With pride, lust and gluttony |
| I’m the snake in the vines in your mind, |
| With sloth and envy to buy |
| And now I’m stuck inside a 60's white’s riot |
| Feels like I’m stuck inside some 40's holocaust |
| I’m a fiend in a Cuban missle crisis |
| Now I love to eat… |
| Black apples |
| Black apples |
| Black apples |
| Black apples, black apples |
| Now I feel like time is ticking away… |
| Feels like I need more greed… |
| The only thing that I need to do… |
| Is bring some wrath down on me. |
| Black apples |
| Black apples, black apples |
| Hey! |
| One time, is too much. |
| ??? |
| your time where the black fruit grows. |
| 'Cause I’m running |
| 'Cause I’m running |