A Million Confessions
A hundred dead bodies I'm standin on
And they're all versions of me
A man's only worth what he can provide
So they all had to die, you see
I've been searching for more
Than what's offered but
I can't seem to find anything worth it
No, I'm just a man with a dream and a message
A guitar, a mic and a million confessions
I've fallen, I've bled
I've wrestled with demons that
Live in my head, and they found a reason
To make it a home, if there's any meaning
Is that the old me is gone
We look for ourselves in others eyes, not knowing who we really are
It's a disease that eats at the soul, while we contemplate suicide
I know There's gotta be more than what's offered
But I can break off these chains, growing stronger
No, I'm just a man with a dream and
A message who am I to ever be able to save them
They fall and they bleed and get up and repeat
They don't understand that it's you that they need
While I fight with my demons who made me a home
I pray to the Lord for a portion of my... of my soul
I'm angry, I cry, im burning inside
I break down my walls just to see if there's light
I'd give up my time, I'd give up my body
I'd give up my money to make this all right
They ignore all my problems, but glorify drugs
They stomp out the fire and start eating dust
They break down our church
And set fire to our dreams
Then blame it on us, our future, our kids
I'm tired of the murder, I'm tired of the lies
I'm tired of the hunger
For something that's right
They look down on us for working in the sun
And glorify thieves with a suit, and a gun
I'm rising up now, the anger has turned
I'm comin for you, your money and sons
They'll call me a radical, terrorist, insane
But this is your fault, it's the end of the game
And they're all versions of me
A man's only worth what he can provide
So they all had to die, you see
I've been searching for more
Than what's offered but
I can't seem to find anything worth it
No, I'm just a man with a dream and a message
A guitar, a mic and a million confessions
I've fallen, I've bled
I've wrestled with demons that
Live in my head, and they found a reason
To make it a home, if there's any meaning
Is that the old me is gone
We look for ourselves in others eyes, not knowing who we really are
It's a disease that eats at the soul, while we contemplate suicide
I know There's gotta be more than what's offered
But I can break off these chains, growing stronger
No, I'm just a man with a dream and
A message who am I to ever be able to save them
They fall and they bleed and get up and repeat
They don't understand that it's you that they need
While I fight with my demons who made me a home
I pray to the Lord for a portion of my... of my soul
I'm angry, I cry, im burning inside
I break down my walls just to see if there's light
I'd give up my time, I'd give up my body
I'd give up my money to make this all right
They ignore all my problems, but glorify drugs
They stomp out the fire and start eating dust
They break down our church
And set fire to our dreams
Then blame it on us, our future, our kids
I'm tired of the murder, I'm tired of the lies
I'm tired of the hunger
For something that's right
They look down on us for working in the sun
And glorify thieves with a suit, and a gun
I'm rising up now, the anger has turned
I'm comin for you, your money and sons
They'll call me a radical, terrorist, insane
But this is your fault, it's the end of the game
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Armando Salinas Torres
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