Texty

Is this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself Is this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself Yourself Yourself She was an angel draped in platinum and gold Supple as a string in tune to speak to your soul Plucking at your wants until it's all that you got Praying that a feather lift this, weight off your heart Lead you from the source to make it back is a fee But any path is righteous if you following dreams (yourself) Not to be the tallest but the root of the tree Never feel the smallest but the base of your peace Free now Found my set of wings now See I had to slaughter that fear stuck inside I Broke through soil from below it He tried to divide my insides but my dirt it is the gold now that's the quotient Add it to my potion and it's potent and the terror took a toll but I'm still floatin Freer than I've ever been Freer than most my sisters and my brethren Cuz I went inside myself and the answers were embedded in Free now, free now, free now Is this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself Is this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself s this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself Is this how you want to spend your days? Running from what you can feel Seeking truth inside the world Still can't lie to yourself
Writer(s): Marian Azeb Mereba, Brandon Harris Banks, William Dalton Van Zandt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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