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Teach Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Jamila Woods
Featuring: oddcouple
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Jamila Woods, Zach Henderson




Jamila Woods - Teach Me Lyrics
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[ Featuring oddcouple ]

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better

Am I in love or am I just feeding?
I stick out my hands to the earth
Mouth full, still wanting
Am I in love or have I been greedy?
I make my demands to the dirt
But what am I giving?

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better

My great-greats hid seeds in their cornrows
Plotted with land they'd never own
Where we come from, soil is sacred, not a paycheck
The less we want from more, the freer we get
I pledge allegiance to the sun's warm hands
Release my grief to the water and the sand
You heal us, you always provide
I take for granted how you keep us alive
How can we slow, slow down?
Can we spread the harvest around?
Can we turn the lights way down?
No machines, dig our hands in the ground, slow down
There's always enough to go around
The great-great sure knew how
No machines, dig our hands in the ground

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
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English

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better

Am I in love or am I just feeding?
I stick out my hands to the earth
Mouth full, still wanting
Am I in love or have I been greedy?
I make my demands to the dirt
But what am I giving?

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better

My great-greats hid seeds in their cornrows
Plotted with land they'd never own
Where we come from, soil is sacred, not a paycheck
The less we want from more, the freer we get
I pledge allegiance to the sun's warm hands
Release my grief to the water and the sand
You heal us, you always provide
I take for granted how you keep us alive
How can we slow, slow down?
Can we spread the harvest around?
Can we turn the lights way down?
No machines, dig our hands in the ground, slow down
There's always enough to go around
The great-great sure knew how
No machines, dig our hands in the ground

Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
Teach me how to love
You better, better
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jamila Woods, Zach Henderson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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