Raas or Dandiya Raas is the traditional folk dance form of Gujarat, India, and is associated with scenes of Holi, and lila of Krishna and Radha at Vrindavan. Along with Garba, it is the featured dance of Navratri evenings in Western India. During Navratri festival, in most of the cities of Gujarat people gather and perform Garba dance - an event that is becoming increasingly popular in countries with large Gujarati-speaking communities around the world, such as Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom.
The word "Raas" comes from the Sanskrit word "Rasa". The origins of Raas can be traced to ancient times. Lord Krishna performed Rasa lila" (Lila means Lord Krishna's playful dance. The word "Laika" also refers to things that God does that we fully understand).
There are several forms of Raas, but "Dandiya Raas", performed during Navaratri in Gujarat is the most popular form. Other forms of Raas include Dang Lila from Rajasthan where only one large stick is used, and "Rasa lila" from North India. Raas Lila and Dandiya Raas are similar. Some even consider "Garba" as a form of Raas, namely "Raas Garba".
I don't like to be alone
With thoughts that don't belong
To me
And I can swim inside your head
For hours till I'm fed
With all your insecurities
It takes me forever and a night
To get back in my own fight
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just can't see
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
I am suddenly aware
Of what you're doing here
And why I hate myself today
It burns a hole through everything
A word can leave a stain
That doesn't always wash away
It takes me places I don't wanna go
It's not the me that I know
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just don't believe
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
Oh, it takes me places I don't wanna go
It's not what I know
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just can't see
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
Oh, sometimes I get in my way with the little things you say
It makes me believe that I'm not ok