كلمات Bitterness

This root of bitterness Has so many flavours So many flavours These thoughts of judgement Wear so many colours So many colours Sometimes I don't know Which tongue is tasting Each one has elements Of each of my failings Sometimes I don't know Throw my hands up to the air I won't let it get, get rooted That root of ugliness I've tugged and I've pulled it Tried to remove it But you can't leave me there It's not in your nature You won't confuse me I won't let it get, get rooted Or tell me that ooooh I'm loosing I won't let it get, get rooted Or tell me that ooooh I'm loosing I won't let it get, get rooted Won't let it get, get rooted I'll distinguish the lies Extinguish fires that Want to take over I'm not listening to whispers I will dig down deep, I know You Want to take over Take, take, over Take, take, over