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I've been inside this fruit when juices flow But the taste is just a memory you hold There is no real decay No feeling of the skin No juice Strange fruit, strange fruit, strange fruit It never lets that sun out Strange fruit This is sweet the soul the flesh I wish It's the liquid that I miss There is no real decay The flesh is barely bruised It's no use Strange fruit, strange fruit Sonic juice inside my head This fever is so concentrated Oh no what a shame... Climb the tree and shake this passion down But this fruit won't even kiss the ground There is no real decay The flesh is barely grazed There's no way Strange fruit Strange fruit Strange fruit From Letras Mania