Taproot - Comeback Lyrics
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Album: Upon Us [Ep] Ill times rollin' lackin the flow Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost, And yet it's better in ways it's different, I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing And getting visions was a given With my eyes closed I propose a toast, To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy To point me in the right direction, I got my foot in the door, I gotta keep on writin' and stay planted to this world, Before I can take off Please come back to me Please come back I need to say goodbye to these old ways Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way, I gotta keep on movin', So I pray, And wait for a sign from my guides, They help me proceed as I lay, And dream of my future, I miss those times Come back to me Please come back to me Please come back to me For real Please come back Tell me please Ill times rollin' lackin the flow Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost, And yet it's better in ways it's different, I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing And getting visions was a given With my eyes closed I propose a toast, To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy To point me in the right direction, Come back to me Please come back I need to say goodbye to these old ways Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way, I gotta keep on movin', So I pray, And wait for a sign from my guides, They help me proceed as I lay, And dream of my future, I miss those times So I pray, And wait for a sign from my guides, They help me proceed as I lay, And dream of my future, I miss those times Come back to me Please come back to me Please come back to me For real Please come back Tell me please Ill times rollin' lackin the flow Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost, And yet it's better in ways it's different, I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing And getting visions was a given With my eyes closed I propose a toast, To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy To point me in the right direction
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