Strange Fruit (From "I Can't Breathe / Music For the Movement") - Jensen McRae

Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and twisted mouth Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh And the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is the fruit For the crows to pluck For the rain to gather For the wind to suck For the sun to rot For the tree to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop

I feel like Danny Phantom I feel like I'm a Ghost Cant see what you can't believe you think I am a joke I feel like Danny Phantom I feel like Im a Ghost Im losing all my mental Im losing all control

Was it a wasted couple months? Sneaking outta the window, spending nights in limbo Was it all there was for us? Midnight driving, running through highland Does it make me the criminal? That I let you go That I broke us and left I hate that I never know Why you're still so caught up in my head I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget I know that I have never been good at this Love you in a second, next you know I'm checking out of moments I shouldn't miss Now I'm looking through the photos Wishing I was different And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget (to forget, to forget, to forget) Tryin' to forget I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget Hmm-hmm Tryin' to forget (tryna forget) Tryin' to forget (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Tryin' to forget