Rusted Root - Food & Creative Love Lyrics
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Food & Creative Love
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What Are The Lyrics For Food & Creative Love By Rusted Root?
Mm, big hand came and struck me down,
Didn't look away, lord I hit the ground. Blood started to flow, blood started to flow. Big hand, well, here he comes again I want to heal, yeah, yeah, yeah. I want to heal, yeah, yeah, yeah. Leap from the wounds, Leap from the wounds, Leap from the wounds of your fear. Leap from the wounds, Leap from the wounds, Leap from the wounds of your fear. Big hand came down from el salvador El salvador, yes you are. Blood started to flow, blood started to flow, big hand well here he comes again. All I want is food All I want is food All I want is food and creative love, All I want is food All I want is food All I want is food and creative love, All I want is food and creative love. All I want is food and creative love. All I want is food and creative love. All I want is food and creative love. Big hand came and struck me down, Blood started to flow, blood started to flow. Big hand, well, here he comes again I want to heal, yeah, yeah, yeah. I want to heal, yeah, yeah, yeah. Leap from the wounds Leap from the wounds Leap from the wounds of your fears Leap from the wounds Leap from the wounds Leap from the wounds of your fears, I said all I want is food and creative love, All I want is food and creative love All I want is food and creative love, All I want is food and creative love. |
Who Wrote Food & Creative Love By Rusted Root?
Jenn Wertz, Jim Dispirito, Jim Donovan, John Buynak, Liz Berlin, Michael Glabicki, Patrick Norman
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What's The Duration Of The Food & Creative Love By Rusted Root?The duration of Food & Creative Love is 4:13 minutes and seconds. |
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