Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song These Roots, artist - Grey. Album song Chameleon, in the genre ЭлектроникаDate of issue: 28.09.2017
Song language: English
These Roots |
| Four in the morning, I’ve been thinking |
| What if this feeling don’t go away |
| I’m starting to lose my foundation |
| I don’t know how much more I can take |
| Take away my dreams |
| Take away my feelings |
| Questioning my fate |
| But nothing’s gonna stop me from |
| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start |
| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars |
| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom |
| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Nothin' left to prove |
| Can’t cut me from these roots |
| Four in the morning, I’ve been drinking |
| Thinking 'bout what you said yesterday |
| I’m starting to miss your vibrations |
| Empty roads holding tight 'round my waist |
| Telling myself that I’m alright |
| Missing everything that you did right |
| Never thought this would be my life |
| I wanna get back |
| Take away my peace |
| Take away my reasons |
| And maybe you will see |
| That nothing’s gonna stop me from |
| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start |
| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars |
| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom |
| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Nothin' left to prove |
| Can’t cut me from these roots |
| I’ve been down more than ever |
| But I’m still breathing, still breathing |
| Cut me down more than anyone knows |
| I’m bleeding, I’m bleeding |
| Take away my keys |
| Take away my freedom |
| And maybe you will see |
| That nothing’s gonna stop me |
| From taking what I need |
| Get back up on my feet, babe |
| I’m rolling up my sleeves |
| And nothing’s gonna stop me from, come on |
| Counting the blessings I’ve had from the start |
| All of my life I’ve been handed the stars |
| Won’t let these troubles distract from the bloom |
| Nothing is sharp enough to cut me from |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Cut me from these roots |
| Nothin left to prove |
| Can’t cut me from these roots |