Everyday my life plays on
I try my best to sing along
But my mind’s like a feather in the wind
Feeling good, then feeling bad
I can’t get off my f#cking back
Reminding myself all I’ve gotten wrong
Oh no, high time now
Gotta move my body to the earth’s sweet sound
Gonna plant my feet
Gonna loosen my hold
On my old sob story and let it die
Everyday I’m looking out
Of the window wrapped around
My eyes I’m peering through a tinted glass
I want to see clear, I want to be free
From all the ways I get lost in defense and critique
My kaleidoscope head
Oh no, high time now
Gotta move my body to the earth’s sweet sound
Gonna plant my feet
Gonna loosen my hold
On my old sob story and lеt it die
Oh no, high time now
Gotta move my body to thе earth’s sweet sound
Gonna plant my feet
Gonna loosen my hold
On my old sob story and let it die
Oh no, high time now
Gotta move my body to the earth’s sweet sound
Gonna plant my feet
Gonna loosen my hold
On my old sob story and let it die
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