Taproot Lyrics

Album: Gift

Mentobe Lyrics

Cry!

It's ironic, considerate rarity patron of, love,

higher knowledge engulfs me, 'cause the blast of fate a lesson,

to my eyes concerned, and overwhelmed men were to fear,

their livin' so empty inside, and yet it burns so akward this time.

It's something with my pride lies,

I cannot hide my true side,

and maybe in distress,

I can still come out laughing,

that's the way I am.

This little boy proud of helping those in need,

but he's not me, but just maybe he could be, I can see it now because,

I am a hero to his eyes, temporarily blind this immature kid,

and put the test mother fucking in jail,

hiding by helping and wanting to understand me,

Tears! A waterfall of acid cries from his,

Eyes! I need to recognize!

Men-to-be... whoa, whoa.

It's something with my pride lies,

I cannot hide my true side,

and maybe in distress,

I can still come out laughing,

that's the way I am.

Am I hard to recognize, what do I need to realize?

Why can't I see with my own, fucking eyes?

what do i need to see!?

See!

It's something with my pride lies,

I cannot hide my true side,

and maybe in distress,

I can still come out laughing,

that's the way I am!

Am I hard to recognize, what do I need to realize?

Why can't I see with my own, fucking eyes?

what do i need to see!?