MUSIC FOR SALE

Verse 1, I never planned to be rotten, but that's what happens when you're watered with hate, when you struggle to survive, when you never feel the warmth of the sun.

Verse 2, the fruit is bitter on the vine, like poison for the mind, everyone stands on the left wing, I'm stuck on the right, the bad seed, I thrive in the night.

Chorus, my branches bloom evil, my roots stretch into the ground, no, I'm not buying the bull you're selling, I've planted two feet in the ground.

Verse 3, a child of misfits, taken by some, conceived by your own hand, who's holding the gun, who's down for this concept, who is here that shall speak.

Chorus, my branches bloom evil, my roots stretch into the ground, no, I'm not buying the bull you're selling, I've planted two feet in the ground.

Bridge, they've planted the bad seed, evil that grows in the night, to flourish in wicked, who here can stand on their own two feet.

Outro, I'm condemned to grow in the darkness, come harvest the fruit.

Chorus, my branches bloom evil, my roots stretch into the ground, no, I'm not buying the bull you're selling, I've planted two feet in the ground.