Forbidden Fruit

Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.

You show me beauty and take it away.

The games that you play are simply too rough.

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I show no fear, but it’s only a bluff.

I wish I was steel, instead of soft clay.

Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.

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I make no firm stand and ran from the scuff,

Making it so easy to go astray.

The games that you play are simply too rough.

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Giving some hope, then it’s gone with a snuff.

No longer waiting for that promise day.

Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.

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All of the ideas are nothing but guff,

Tired of hearing what fools have to say.

The games that you play are simply too rough

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When I took my leave, I thought I was tough,

But all to quick I could not find my way.

Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.

The games that you play are simply too rough.