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
