Bite a lip
To hide split tongues
I can't behave for anyone
Should try and find a solid cure
But why try hard
When I live to endure
Proper
Mister may I
Take a bite of that apple you hold
Property
Mother made me
Take a bite of the hand that fed
Proper's not the way to be
Fuck it up
That's all I do
I can't ever tell the truth
Should find a mind that's more secure
Why settle down
When I long for more
Proper
Mister may I
Take a bite of that apple you hold
Property
Mother made me
Take a bite of the hand that feeds
Proper's not the way to be
May I,
May I,
Make a move
May I,
May I,
Take a breath
Must I,
Must I,
Listen to you
Must you,
Must you,
Second guess.
Proper
Mister may I
Take a bite of that apple you hold
Property
Mother made me
Take a bite of the hand that fed
Proper's not the way to be
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