The apple's gone and the core's been bit
the seeds are flaying as I lie laying
and the poison seeps into my veins
it's the very essence of your ever broken brains

the apple's gone and the core's been bit
one last morsel that you couldn't fit
inside your ever open mouth
I guess thats just the courage that it takes to go fly South

when the apple's gone
there'll be no room to make the wine
for just the core is left
and the core contains just seeds
and the seeds are flaying
between my ever rotted teeth
as the poison's laying
the poison's laying
right where you left it

it's these conversations you spark at night
when the room is lit by the red moon light 
and the voices inside my head don't speak

it's these conversations you spark at night
when the room is lit by the red moon light 
and the voices inside my head don't speak
That spring a leak


the apple's gone
there'll be no room to make the wine
for just the core is left
and the core contains just seeds
and the seeds are flaying
between my ever rotted teeth
as the poison's laying
the poison's laying
the poison's laying
right where you left it


Room For Wine

Ideaology

An unfortunately low quality version of a song I wrote. Damn my laptop for being so terrible, and damn my mic for producing so much white noise.

Lyrics:

In sorrow, I chew my own fat again
in the sleeping hole
with the man on my shoulder

and if you see him
would you let him know
he owes me money

blue, at the tablecloth, I am stabbed
tapping the cord again
with the man on my shoulder

and if you see him
could you let him know
he owes me money

in the fertile hole, miles of refuse
digging through crap again
no man on my shoulder

so if you find him
could you let him know
I forgave him

Amnemite

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