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