Rotten Apple

[Intro] Walk into the kitchen like a morning queen, I reach for the apple… something ain’t right. oh! I think it’s time to make a scene [Verse 1] Walked in the kitchen feelin’ fresh, feelin’ bright, Grabbed an apple on the counter—looked perfect in the light. But squish it went, turned it around and across the room it was found. [Pre-Chorus] Ooh, the ooze creepin’ slow— Why’s it warm? I don’t know! Its guts are on the floor, I’m not looking for more. [Chorus] I touched a rotten apple and I’m losin’ control, A funky little nightmare hidin’ deep in its mold. With a shriek and a fling I throw it clean across the room— Tiny squishy monster bringin’ doom, doom, doom. [Verse 2] It hits the wall with a splat that echoes through the tile, Bass laughs, strings pluck, like it’s mocking from a mile. I’m scrubbing off my hands like I met the hands of doom— That shady little apple almost sent me to my tomb. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not being dramatic, you’d do the same. Act like a girl cause boys are lame. They won’t leave like this apple that left a stain! [Chorus] I touched a rotten apple and I’m losin’ control, A funky little nightmare hidin’ deep in its mold. With a shriek and a fling I throw it clean across the room— Tiny squishy monster bringin’ doom, doom, doom. [instrumental break] [End-Chorus] Yeah, I touched a rotten apple and it swallowed my pride, Funky little horror with its rot on the inside. Now I’m cleansin’ every surface like I witnessed a crime— Never trust a shiny fruit wearin’ death in disguise.