Vs 1: Sweeter than the apple at the top of the tree,
Eve's temptation in the garden of E-den,
they say you're skins got the mark of the beast,
and a life full of sin will follow if you're ea-ten

-This is the word that the Lord God speaketh,
-but if this is the case than I don't wanna believe him,
-call me a heathen, cause anything he made to weather the four seasons,
-whatever the treatment.

Deserves to be treated, with respect and sweetness,
but instead neglect and reckless beating’s,
replaced affectionate caress' and sweetness,
which now reflects on your flesh through legions.

-Bruises, fruit for the soul misused and abused
-is enough for a dude like me to move in, but I can't, intrude in,
-hopefully you can forgive me,
-but certain elements forbid me, certain elements forbid me

Chs: What am I supposed to do,
(when I) when I can't get close to u,
when the world won't let me be alone with you,
and all I really want to do is be holding you. (x2)

VS 2:
-I see your aura like Rick James, ever since we were little playing kid games,
-you had a glow about you,
-I knew things that nobody else would know about you,
-you had a thick frame when having a thick frame wasn't a big thing.

Plus I couldn't even kick game,
cause miss thing was more like a sibling
long distance an instance for disdain,
still, I was there when shit hit the wind blades.

-Often, lost like orphans, caught with walking corpses,
-despite all of my cautions,
-I could smell asses from here to Massachusetts
-when you needed love they just wanted something to screw with.

-Cupid is either dumb blind or stupid,
-cause now I want something that would cause confusion,
-seclusion, is my only conclusion
-and a few photographs to help feed the illusions.

-Delusions of grandeur damn her,
-cause she represents what it is to love, and love is a hell of a drug,
-stronger than your 5 senses combined, to make a six sense
-cause without your senses you just can't survive.

-Another words loves stronger then being alive,
-in that Sunday’s dress its a heathens disguise,
-when that seed forms the tree that I'm feeing to climb,
-it’s that apple of eve that's got me questioning what I need in my life

Chs:

Bridge:
-What do I do, when I wanna be close to you,
(So close, yet so far)
-What do I say to let you know that I'm feeling this way
-You ain't gotta say nothing cause I already know,
-You ain’t gotta say nothing cause I already know.

Vs 3:
-They say, pain is love, and love is painful,
-when you searching above for the love of angels,
-the mental seduction
-which turns into gentle touching.

-One side of the mind saying we aint supposed to be here,
-but this thing called love don't allow you to see clear,
-so we stop, we drop the subject,
-brush it away never to speak of it.

-Loveless, letting our significant others feel the suffering
-stuck with the repercussions,
-the more time passes these discussions,
-get lost in the air like PC corruption.

-And me being only 20 something,
-part of me sees but the other parts still wondering,
-what we could’ve been if gods word wasn't legible,
-and somewhere it was written that all fruit was edible.