الكلمات الأصلية
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Bring me a cig Get it lit
I need something besides my heart to burn.
I knew I would grew
I didn't know that it would hurt
If I stayed small
Like a seed of a tree it'll stay right where it's thrown
If it grows tall
It'll change it'll
Break and lose what it holds
It's just like me
it'll lose what it holds
It's just like me
Now I'm breaking through
The ground and I can't stop it
Sun comes round
Pulls me out
And I won't fight it
Pour me a drink
Make it stiff
I want you to sit down come talk to me
My roots have grown too strong
In places they ain't supposed to be
I need to cut them back
I need some room to grow
thing that just hold me down
I need to them go
Just let ‘em be
Not every seed will grow
Just let ‘em be
It ain't up to me
I wanna grow, not gonna fight it
