Standing in a glass bowl
Glass bowl in a glass bowl
At the end of a black hole
Black hole black hole
Cold lost and upside down
Down down down down
Faces swirling passed me
Passed me
All memories rolling vastly vastly vastly
Cold lost beneath the grown grown grown grown
All done by my own hand 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
This is not forever forever
Folks changing like the weather weather
Cold wet and all around
Toxic people being severed severed
Lives leaves falling in September
Cold wet and on the ground ground ground
You can cut me down
But I won't stay for long
I'll grow back again
You're my roots are strong
