Rotten Apple

[Verse 1: Stray]
Yeah, I'm feeling nothing like Novocain in a dead discussion
Unamused and unexcited, apathetic stomach
Clock is ticking, that cuckoo bird 'bout to pop its lung
And blow the whistle like a soccer mom, a bad kid and I've been
Complacent within my circumference, never lasted long
I peep too far at my parallel and my heart gets drawn
Like Jim Dine, I'm tracing shapes and mailing 'em off
Pride published my curious eyes, still I see nothing wrong
See you know he is summoned, always seem to speak of evil
I bleed the deacon to bring common sense back to people
Standing by like a butcher as all thеse lambs mingle
Laughing at the ghost storiеs, damn don't let the prayer get ya
When I was six a preacher knelt and said I'll go to Hell
For not being baptized in his wishing well
Said my parents didn't love me like I couldn't tell
Asked if he was coming, said nope, so I said "easy sell"

[Chorus: Stray]
They ain't fuckin' with a devil like my dirty mouth
Or any of my sense of self, bad seed, rotten apple always making Daddy proud
Asshole by nature, Cheshire print inside a dark cloud
Barrel on your tongue, Hail Mary see yourself out
You don't know what the pain is costing! Face only I want with the scene reloaded
Pain it is costing!
Barrel on your tongue, Hail Mary see yourself out

[Verse 2: Stray]
The Boogeyman is real and he ain't on the Internet (Nah)
Consequences become real for those who typin' threats (Yeah)
My response a Grey Poupon like who want it next?
I'm seeking out opponents who worthy but I ain't found 'em yet
So outspoken and self-loathing the norm around here
So you thinkin' you'll kill my high? Ain't seen the things that I fear (Nah)
Your problems aren't congruent, sleep I'm losing, stuck in nightmares
Silhouettes upon my bedsheets and reruns in my black mirror
Tidal wave, landmine, tripwire, overdose
Laced through my corridor, trapdoor never closed
Been too much for me to swallow, think I might have chipped a tooth
Guess you're rotting from my potty mouth, that's a bad move
Been a bad mood for you here and now in any case
Future tense starts with gods like Damn, who fucked up your face
The price is right and here I am taking center stage
Claim you're frozen but it's Fahrenheit 212 inside your grave

[Chorus: Stray]
They ain't fuckin' with a devil like my dirty mouth
Or any of my sense of self, bad seed, rotten apple always making Daddy proud
Asshole by nature, Cheshire print inside a dark cloud
Barrel on your tongue, Hail Mary see yourself out
Never liked my dirty mouth or any of my sense of self
Bad seed, rotten apple always making Daddy proud
Asshole by nature, Cheshire print inside a dark cloud
Barrel on your tongue, Hail Mary, see yourself out
I don't know what the pain is costing! A face only I want with the scene reloaded
Pain it is costing!
Barrel on your tongue, Hail Mary see yourself out