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Roots of Truth 2 by gabb1

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Roots of Truth 2

Reggae

0:003:02
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Late nights under flickering streetlamps, shadows crawl,
Whispers dip like smoke, some words just hit and fall,
Hands that once held tight, now just ghostly shells,
Bearing smiles that crack beneath their silent spells.
[Pre-Chorus]
I traced your footprints, down that narrow lane,
Where trust was currency, now leaves just stain.
Familiar voices, they twist and they bend,
In this crowded room, you’re the quiet pretend.
[Chorus]
Roots of truth stand deep beneath the skin,
Fake friends wear masks, but the roots don’t give in.
Through the storm’s eye, through lies that descend,
Only real will grow, fake will break, pretend.
[Verse 2]
Mornings crack with cold coffee stains on the floor,
Notes left unread, they don’t weigh anymore.
Smoke from burning candles fights the dawn’s truth light,
Friendships frayed colors fading out of sight.
[Pre-Chorus]
I watched the seasons turn on our garden gate,
Some flowers bloom, some wither in wait.
Voices that once sang now hum thin and thin,
Finding strength where the real roots begin.
[Chorus]
Roots of truth stand deep beneath the skin,
Fake friends wear masks, but the roots don’t give in.
Through the storm’s eye, through lies that descend,
Only real will grow, fake will break, pretend.
[Bridge]
Like old riddims played on a cracked vinyl spin,
Truth hums steady, while false slips thin.
Brother to brother, sister, hold the flame,
Not every shadow’s enemy, not every fire’s blame.
[Chorus]
Roots of truth stand deep beneath the skin,
Fake friends wear masks, but the roots don’t give in.
Through the storm’s eye, through lies that descend,
Only real will grow, fake will break, pretend.
[Outro]
Underneath the mango tree, secrets settle low,
True souls gather there, where the steady rivers flow.
Fake friends drift like leaves caught in the wind,
But the roots dig deep — and that’s where hope begins.
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