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• Artiste: Jean Dawson
• Titre: Bad Fruit*
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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 shit But I still trip, over every line On some real shit, 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 bitch (Still a bitch) Messin' with my mind, what the pills did (Fire) Niggas press my line, hit the kill-switch (Yeah) Niggas 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