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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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The world is cold, the world can lie |
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Every child has its own piece of sky |
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A place you hold 'till the day that you die |
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I wanna be heart, I wanna be soul |
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I wanna be free to do the best I can |
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And that'll keep me satisfied |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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That's what your mama gave you |
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The world is cold, the world can lie |
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Nobody else will save you |
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My God he asks promises I just can't make |
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I need to search my wilder side |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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Lord have mercy |
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Yeah, I know that sky's the limit |
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You know why? |
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Anyways |
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You bless with every tingle |
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When you wanna be |
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Actual virtual reality |
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You know if I'm missin' you |
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You're in charge of your memory |
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Certain things take time to see |
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Yes you got to have a mind of your own |
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Responding to your feeling deep down in your bone |
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Life is so lucious |
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Soul is so precious |
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Now spread your wings and fly |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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That's what your mama gave you |
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The world is cold, the world can lie |
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Nobody else will save you |
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My God he asks promises I just can't make |
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I need to search my wilder side |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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Somewhere I hear my name |
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Far off in the haze |
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But now I don't feel the same |
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Need somewhere else |
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Somewhere else to play |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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That's what your mama gave you |
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The world is cold, the world can lie |
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Nobody else will save you |
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My God he asks promises I just can't make |
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I need to search my wilder side |
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(Roots to grow and wings to fly) |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
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That's what your mama gave you |
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The world is cold, the world can lie |
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Nobody else will save you |
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My God he asks for promises I just can't make |
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I need to search my wilder side |
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Roots to grow and wings to fly |
