Black seed growing bitter trees
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Along endless miles of numb
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To a land where nothin', nothin' is free
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But a chance only left to some
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Choices seem barer, understanding rarer
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Indulge in the darker, inviting you farther
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From where any light is left
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Black seed growing bitter trees
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Black seed yeah
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Growing bitter trees yeah
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Black seed swimming underneath
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The enemy knows you so well
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Laughing while crying, switching the real
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With the farce he's trying to sell
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The comedy loses for the fool who uses
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He does what he chooses and choice he abuses
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His friends become preachers but life is a teacher
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Pretty soon all the trees are fallin' down to their knees
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For pleading with you for long
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Black seed growing bitter trees
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Black seed yeah
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Growing bitter trees yeah...
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Black Seed
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Nikka Costa |