(Oh)
(Oh)
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 ground
All done by my own hand
I allowed my feelings to become sand, oh (oh)
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, oh
Yeah, my roots are strong
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
Oh (oh)
(Oh)
Oh, oh (oh, oh)
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 (oh)
Cold, wet, and on the ground (oh)
You can cut me down
But I won't stay for long
I'll grow back again, oh
Yeah, my roots are strong
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
My roots are strong (oh)
