Back In America
I swear,
I’d give away every dollar I’ve ever made to charity,
if it would bring relief to the billions in need at the least,
and at the most I’d hope it could maybe contribute to world peace,
I’m back in America,
writing checks and feeling empty,
skin’s numb mind’s gone,
Death comes for everyone eventually…
Here,
have the American Dream with this beautiful house it’s turnkey…
Whoa,
it’s getting intense isn’t it,
but I guess,
it’s always been at least a little bit,
signing checks and paying taxes,
trying to balance,
on a world that’s off it’s axis,
pedal to the metal diesel by the gallons,
I.
Am.
A.
Machine.
and I swear the greatest compliment to any artist,
is that their work is something no one’s ever seen,
a defying gesture of difference,
a creation of something truly original,
a work of art that covers both sides,
both obviously brilliant and intelligently subliminal,
minimal,
maximal,
adjust,
your attitude,
this is Life,
you’re living it,
better be nice,
better be respectful,
hey you,
hello from the other side,
as far as I can tell you’re not Adele,
oh well we’re still gonna ride,
petal to the metal a Freak and a Fellow,
I’ve got it all I swear I’d give it all away,
become a lost prophet that’s lost all but the topic,
on point still so let’s get back to the point I must make,
money doesn’t buy morals,
and God of course is real,
so if you want to really be wealthy,
give more to charity so the hurt can heal,
I swear,
I’d give away every dollar I’ve ever made to charity,
if it would bring relief to the billions in need at the least,
and at the most I’d hope it could maybe contribute to world peace,
I’m back in America,
writing checks and feeling empty,
skin’s numb mind’s gone,
Death comes for everyone eventually…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 8:31 PM UTC
Back In America
I swear,
I’d give away every dollar I’ve ever made to charity,
if it would bring relief to the billions in need at the least,
and at the most I’d hope it could maybe contribute to world peace,
I’m back in America,
writing checks and feeling empty,
skin’s numb mind’s gone,
Death comes for everyone eventually…
Here,
have the American Dream with this beautiful house it’s turnkey…
Whoa,
it’s getting intense isn’t it,
but I guess,
it’s always been at least a little bit,
signing checks and paying taxes,
trying to balance,
on a world that’s off it’s axis,
pedal to the metal diesel by the gallons,
I.
Am.
A.
Machine.
and I swear the greatest compliment to any artist,
is that their work is something no one’s ever seen,
a defying gesture of difference,
a creation of something truly original,
a work of art that covers both sides,
both obviously brilliant and intelligently subliminal,
minimal,
maximal,
adjust,
your attitude,
this is Life,
you’re living it,
better be nice,
better be respectful,
hey you,
hello from the other side,
as far as I can tell you’re not Adele,
oh well we’re still gonna ride,
petal to the metal a Freak and a Fellow,
I’ve got it all I swear I’d give it all away,
become a lost prophet that’s lost all but the topic,
on point still so let’s get back to the point I must make,
money doesn’t buy morals,
and God of course is real,
so if you want to really be wealthy,
give more to charity so the hurt can heal,
I swear,
I’d give away every dollar I’ve ever made to charity,
if it would bring relief to the billions in need at the least,
and at the most I’d hope it could maybe contribute to world peace,
I’m back in America,
writing checks and feeling empty,
skin’s numb mind’s gone,
Death comes for everyone eventually…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
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