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Dying to be Right
02:29
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In a world with billions of views
We have labels like Muslim, Christian and Jew
Spend our lives searching to belong
But the places we find are gods of right and wrong
See it on the streets read it in the news
No one listens just preachin' views
War on terror and the patriot act
Keep the fictions confused with the facts
In the light of day and the dark of night
We sell our souls to prove we're right
Actin' like Redcoats at Boston tea
What do we know about life and liberty
With bombs on their chests and bombs delivered from flight
No one admits wrong all just dyin' dyin’ dyin’ dyin' to be right
The growing divide makes us believe
That having more is all we need
There is no justice, say their names
Keep on kickin’ the can, getting more of the same
We go round and round
It’s the circle of life
We all die in the end
Let's just stop dyin' dyin’ dyin’ dyin' to be right
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Truth
03:06
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Searching for the truth
All we find is fiction
Different points of view
Different definitions
The truth is what happened
It's not what we say
Can't trust words
With opinions in the way
Truth is a brilliant disguise
It changes right before our eyes
No matter how hard we try
The truth gets twisted up in lies
Truth is a weapon
Mightier than the sword
Keeps us in line
Spinning tales we can't afford
We avoid the truth
And what it reveals
Loose lips sink ships
Not how it looks, but how we feel
The truth is a brilliant disguise
It changes right before our eyes
No matter how hard we try
That truth gets twisted up in lies
The truth it hurts
And the truth it heals
The truth it wins
And it loses deals
The truth can be hard
And truth can be soft
You think you know it
But at what cost
The truth is a brilliant disguise
It changes right before our eyes
No matter how hard we try
That truth it gets twisted up in lies
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3. |
I Am
02:44
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I'm not a Republican
I'm not a Democrat
I'm not white, yellow, brown or black
I'm not a capitalist
I'm not a socialist
I'm not your dream, your desire or wish
I'm not your enemy
I'm not your lover
I'm not a spy working undercover
I'm not a dreamer I'm not a doomer
I'm not a hater or a honeymooner
I am I am I am I am
I'm not a fake
I'm not free
I'm not a sucker, I don’t believe
I'm not a crystal
I'm not clear
I'm not blazin’ or full of fear
I'm not a boss
I'm not a lackey
I'm not smooth and I'm not tacky
I'm not rich
I'm not poor
I'm not a pimp, a junky or a whore
I am I am I am I am
I'm not straight
I'm not gay
I'm not here to make your day
I'm not happy
I'm not sad
I'm not sorry and I'm not glad
I'm not limp
I'm not lame
I'm not original or one in the same
I'm not a preacher
I'm not a pauper
I'm not up for bid to the highest offer
I am I am I am I am
I'm not an oracle
I'm not a genie
I'm not a magician or Houdini
I'm not a thinker
I'm not a doer
I'm not made of cotton or velour
I'm not a biter
I'm not a fighter
I'm not a match, a gas can or a lighter
I'm not an artist
I'm not a critic
I'm not a believer, a judge or a cynic
I am I am I am I am
I am I am I am
I just am
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I was making small talk
Thinking about what to say next
Asked her how she’s feeling
She said a bit like a wreck
Wondered what’s got her feeling so
She said she's looking for God knows
After all these years
Not that much to show
Ten for ten, and buy one get one, and 50 percent off
It’s a disease without a cure so much more to life than the cost
It was all too much
Falling further behind
I’m sick and tired
Of the yours and the mine
It’s a helluva racket
Fighting amongst ourselves
While the 1% keep on
Keeping it all for themselves
Ten for ten, and buy one get one, and 50 percent off
It’s a disease without a cure so much more to life than the cost
She could feel her lid
Was about to blow
She always said yes
For once she said no
It can be hard to see
Filled with blind ambition
It’s America’s
Underlying condition
Ten for ten, and buy one get one, and 50 percent off
It’s a disease without a cure so much more to life than the cost
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Nicholas Graham Hall
Songwriting provides an opportunity for me to tell a story in a couple of hundred words and a few chords. Words deliver the message I want to share and music delivers the mood. Most of my songs are autobiographical in nature but I have also begun to find imaginary personas, enabling me to share feelings, thoughts, and ideas that I can imagine but have not yet experienced. ... more
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