She done worked a root
Done worked a root that will not be reversed
Then I go on, go on my role in her play
With no rehearsal

Said, I left my mojo
Left my mojo in my favorite suit
(yes I did, yeah)
She left a stain,
Left a dirty stain in my heart
I can’t refute

She done worked a root
In the name of love and war
took my shield and sword
from the pit of the bottom
that knows no floor

like the rain to the dirt,
from the vine to the wine
from the Alpha to creation,
to the end all time

I feel my soul is empty
My blood is cold and I can’t feel my legs
I need someone to hold me
Bring me back to life before I’m dead

She done worked a root

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