Lyrics
Don't do that, don't flatter the past
Don't go back to a time where I didn't have you
I'm mad for thinking like that
Clara, be real, you were always sad
Oh, damn, now I feel bad
Look at his face, look at what you have
Oh man
My roots grow fast
Yeah, I lost myself for a while
Like a key somewhere deep in the couch
Always push myself in the wrong direction
But it don't matter how far, I still don't fall
When you
My roots, my roots
Ooh
My roots, they grow when I'm with you