Rotting Apple Smiling

apple's dead, apple's dead
apple's rotting past the date

young apple hanging like a clown
pretending that it can hear no sound
imagining an apple that has no bound
but forever itself will never be found

apple think it has cool cool red
all it has was bad wax fake
and now apple's really gonna break
for there's not anymore that it can take

apple likes the strong river breeze
apple also like many other trees
but cold alone at night apple freeze
cold alone at night apple griefs

use me and use me and drop me down
drop me and isaac will get the crown
nobody can hear an apple frown
nobody can hear an apple down

though apple's heart no one ever seen
it's as real as what it always means
apple try coming down shining clean
shunned and broken by unknown sins

apple apple rolling on the floor
rolling right to someone's front door
bite me cut me i can't care anymore
apple's heart is much too sore

apple now can really make no sound
this time, it is really in bound
realising it will never be found
still, try, never to frown

red apple doesn't want to say goodbye
poor apple trying hard not to cry
even if red apple fail it's tries
it's tears flows empty through the river-by

apple's empty, apple's dead never whining
apple's rotting, apple's dead smiling
nobody knows an apple's heart aching
and nobody knows an apple's soft crying

and apple knows it will again bloom
though it will also end in doom
apple? no they're never in gloom
but help me, i am, in my room

apple's empty, apple's dead never whining
apple's rotting, apple's dead smiling