I don't know

ספוילר: הבננה הפסידה

מצאתי עכשיו שיר שחברה שלי כתבה שנה שעברה.
הוא הולך ככה
אחמ אחמ

Written in these walls are the stories
that I can't change.
The banana's healthy. And the chocolate isn't.
She told me in the morning. That she has to choose one of these foods.
Seems to me that yellow fruits, won't do me as good.

And I'll be gone, gone tonight.
The Chocolate just seems so right.
The way I hold bananas seems sexual.
But with chocolate it's ok.

The story of my life.
The bananas lost.
The chocolate won.
And I am happy.
With my life choices.

The story of my life.
I'm really full.
And my mouth.
Is filled with.
This Chocolate that I'll always choose