Fruitless from Twelve Eyes by $500

Here I am stuffing a peach inside an orange peel
Stuck inside my head
There you go wanting it back
That’s what you said

I know it’s fruitless to be your accomplice
So give up the ghost

I know
Something you don’t
I know something you don’t
Tadpole stuck in a hole
Control the fish in the bowl
I try and I try and I wait for the playback

I know it’s
Stupid to be your accomplice
I know it’s
Reckless, I’m here regardless
I know it’s useless

Here I am pitting the peach, I pack a suitcase
Anxious and unfed
There you go alerting the press
Head to head
I know it’s fruitless to be your opponent
So give up the ghost

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