Taproot - Can't Not - Sözleri

Breakin' 'em off a piece of my wicked funky style 

Up front straight up, 

No hiding behind a facade conformed society's way 

Masses try to fit in, sin after sinner 

Up inner higher self discriminatin' against the ways 

Others are livin' their lives 

But I is real different 

Yes a unique open mind 

Just f*ckin' sittin' around here totally bored 

Just waitin' for fate to let me conquer my goals, 

These helpless feelins' although they're not true, 

No verve is left inside of my soul, 

But tell me what can I do? 

Forced to cope, just don't know, 

How to acheive, my goals

A life derived through inner strength, 

And the traits in the divine, 

Strange perversity dominates, 

The spirit and the mind










		
			



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