Bitter Fruit

Cut your 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 feeling 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 seeds I sowed

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 king 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 pay for

the kind of things I need