Intro -x2-: Bm G D A Verse 1: Bm G D So it hits me real hard A Bm 'Round seven o'clock G D Drink a coffee and floor it A Bm And get ready to rock G D But there's nobody here A Bm And nobody downtown G D If nobody hears you A Bm Are you really around? Chorus: G D So I'll wake up alone A Bm With salt in my eyes G D And I haven't the slightest A Bm And I haven't the right G D The right or a clue A Bm I wouldn't know if I knew G D Trees bend in the wind A Bm And they are dark xxxxing blue G D We never existed A Bm And continue to not G D Street caves like it's rubber A Bm And it's not even hot G D The glitch in the game A Bm I loop like a bug G D And all I ever wanted A D Was a really tight hug -nc- xxxx, man! Verse 2: Bm G D I'll call her again A Bm But she's a huge xxxxing ghost G D I fell for dead air A Bm 'Cause it was all I could host Chorus: G D And I'll cut up my shirts A Bm And I'll sing in the rain G D It doesn't quite matter A Bm 'Cause it all feels the same G Bm I don't want what I want G Bm Feels bad to feel good G Bm I'm made of bad code G Bm I'm waterlogged wood G D Ride through the feeling A Bm Stay in bed for the fun G D The brand-new beginning A Bm And I'm already done A D The future is static A D It drips on the floor G A D And makes its way underneath my bedroom door Bm D a glitch in the game A Bm I loop like a bug G D And all that I ever died for A D Was another tight hug Interlude: G A D D nc Ladies and gentlemen a word from our sponsors: I am deceased, my nuts have been busted -Bullxxxx!- Bridge: G A So just get wrecked I guess Bm D I mean you kinda failed the cool kids' test I guess G A It's kinda sad if this is you at your best I guess D Bm It's not fun anymore G D I'm kinda bored so let's go xxxx xxxx up c'mon Bm Let's go out -nc- I am deceased, my nuts have been busted Chorus: Bm G D So I'll wake up again A Bm To twelve o'clock light G D And I haven't the slightest A Bm And I haven't the right G D The right or a clue A Bm I wouldn't know if I knew G D Trees bend in the wind A Bm And they are dark xxxxing blue G D We never existed A Bm And continue to not G D Street caves like it's rubber A Bm And it's not even hot G D The glitch in the game A Bm I loop like a bug G D And all I ever wanted A D Was a really tight hug
An apple is a round, edible fruit produced by an apple tree (Malus domestica). Apple trees are cultivated worldwide and are the most widely grown species in the genus Malus. The tree originated in Central Asia, where its wild ancestor, Malus sieversii, is still found. Apples have been grown for thousands of years in Asia and Europe and were introduced to North America by European colonists. Apples have religious and mythological significance in many cultures, including Norse, Greek, and European Christian tradition.
Apples grown from seed tend to be very different from those of their parents, and the resultant fruit frequently lacks desired characteristics. For commercial purposes, including botanical evaluation, apple cultivars are propagated by clonal grafting onto rootstocks. Apple trees grown without rootstocks tend to be larger and much slower to fruit after planting. Rootstocks are used to control the speed of growth and the size of the resulting tree, allowing for easier harvesting.
There are more than 7,500 cultivars of apples.[citation needed] Different cultivars are bred for various tastes and uses, including cooking, eating raw, and cider or apple juice production. Trees and fruit are prone to fungal, bacterial, and pest problems, which can be controlled by a number of organic and non-organic means. In 2010, the fruit’s genome was sequenced as part of research on disease control and selective breeding in apple production.
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