Roots

Don't you say that this ain't real
I feel it pulling at my heels
Don't you claim that I can't feel
I'm not made of stainless steel

Roots
I don't have them and that's ok
Roots
So maybe I will have them some day
Roots

I bought a big house in the country
I live there now, does nothing for me
Bought a fast car, white and sporty
When I look back, I was pretty poorly
I've had my best friend right beside me
Big decisions didn't come lightly
A few regrets that live inside me
Wish I'd done things way more kindly

Don't you say that this ain't real
I feel it pulling at my heels
Don't you claim that I can't feel
I'm not made of stainless steel
Roots

I spent a long year in the small van
Didn't feel my life disappearing
Miss my family, I miss her friends
I know I made those mistakes
It's sad I woke up too late for us
I know it's hard now, I know I fucked up

Don't you say that this ain't real
I feel it pulling at my heels
Don't you claim that I can't feel
I'm not made of stainless steel

Roots
I don't have them and that's ok
Roots
Maybe I will have them some day
Roots

Over
And over
And over
And over
Over
And over
And over
And over

Don't you say that this ain't real
I feel it pulling at my heels
Don't you claim that I can't feel
I'm not made of stainless steal
Roots



Credits
Writer(s): Lucy Honour Ruby Spraggan, David Thomas Dunwell, Joseph Martin Dunwell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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