standing in a glass bowl at the end of a black hole cold lost and upside down faces swirling passed me all memories rolling vastly cold lost beneath the grown all done by my own hand i allowed my feelings to become sand 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 yeah my roots are strong my roots are strong this is not forever folks changing like the weather cold wet and all around toxic people being severed leaves falling in september cold wet and on the ground you can cut me down but i won t stay for long i ll grow back again my roots are strong my roots are strong4