Testo di Apple

Kick the rotten fruit Life is full of fresh energy Depth on my tongue the beauty is mortal You could have a bite Out of happiness If it doesn't taste Good spit, spit it out Kick the rotten fruit This is the forbidden fruit Fruit As it splashes on your face As it drops down your forehead Now I know you're the big nothing And I'm the God of the World Mortal beauty Mortal beauty, everlasting ugliness