If I Let A White Man Cut My Hair Songtext
von Sans Soucis

Black curls
Floating in the air
A crystal on her neck
And motherly hands
Locks over her head
Visionary lens
Colours all over the place
Can you smell it in her scent?
Tears over my face
The eyes of a close friend
Comb my inner shivers
And the storm within
I′m ready to let go
I'm ready to begin
I guess it′s the right place
There's no one else I should be with


If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself
If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself
I will lose myself

Red curls
Growing off my head
I said I like myself
She said "you love yourself"
Where is me before this? ("excuse me")
Curled up on the floor with
Everything it took for me to be here
Everyone seems specialised on working with all hair shapes
But everywhere I go
It's always you and not me
I can′t believe I almost
Handed over my peace
To the ones who try to damage my legacy

If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself
If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself
I will lose myself


If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself
If I let a white man cut my hair
I will lose myself