Fourth Amendment


Fruit Of The Poisonous Tree

It's not, you're wrong
Interpreting my protection, nothing kept in plain view
I keep my heart close like cards to read
I choose how you know me privately
You want to pick something ripe, you're looking for something sweet
Sugar in the bowl, fruit from the tree
But if you taste the truth, there's poison in the roots

When you take what you took from me (x8)

What is brought forth in the name of love?
Bona fide, can't be right, it's useless
I keep my heart safe and guaranteed
Everyone's got something to prove
I have reason to believe, you're hiding something
Privacy, Security, Secrets you confess
But what do you expect?

When you take what you took from me (x12)