Correction Paroles BAD FRUIT* par Jean Dawson

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I'm just a little volcano in the nighttime
I can see the world burn under my fingertips
I'm just an apple, I'll fall when I turn ripe
Hit the floor hard, I was never picked

I'm just a little tornado in the sunshine
Click your heels, run on golden bricks
I'm just a little moon runnin' from the sunrise
Make the waves crash, hide behind my only friend

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

I read every sign, on some real sh*t
But I still trip, over every line
On some real sh*t, it took a long time for me just to feel this (Oh)
Workin' overtime, fakin' like we're fine
Showing diligence
Actin' like you hard, but you still a b*t*h (Still a b*t*h)
Messin' with my mind, what the pills did (Fire)
N***as press my line, hit the kill-switch (Yeah)
N***as dyin' in the summertime, but I never trip
It wasn't one of mine, I'm heaven sent
In my mother's eyes, everything I did (Oh)
Kinda undefined, real deal, real spill
Fallin' off the vine when I was a little kid
Livin' off of Vine and Sunset
Some said it wasn't my time
I ain't done yet
I'm a lil' volcano, give me space (Space)
With my hand out the window, ride the wave

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