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Lyrics:
Standing in a glass bowl at the end of a black hole cold, lost, and upside down
Faces swirling passed me All my memories rolling vastly cold, lost, beneath the grown
All done by my own hand I allowed my feelings to become sand (ohh) If you’re going to cut me down, better do it quickly now (now)
You can cut me down But I won’t stay for long I’ll grow back again (ohh) (yeah) my roots are strong
(Ohhhh)
(My roots are strong)
This is not forever folks changing like the weather cold, wet, and all around
Toxic people being severed like Leaves falling in September cold, wet, and on the ground
You can cut me down But I won’t stay for long I’ll grow back again (ohh) (yeah) my roots are strong
(Ohhhh)
My roots are strong
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