I Am... Lyrics

I hope you find everything you're looking for

I hope you found your treasure in the chest there's nothing more

I hope the consequence adequacy affordable

I hope the rest of the story is allegorical

I hope the rain comes through and washes away all the pain

I hope to be something of substance nothing else remains

I hope the best we got is good enough to make a change

I hope we don't come this far just to throw it away

And you can point the finger at me, I can take the blame

But point the mirror at yourself and see we're all the same

And you can point the finger at me, I can take the blame

But point the mirror at yourself and see we're all the same

And you can point the finger at me, I can take the blame

But point the mirror at yourself and see we're all the same

And you can point the finger at me, I can take the blame

Before you point the finger, but before you point the finger

Realize I am

I, I am

If you scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

Then don't run in em

If you scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

Then don't run in em

If you scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

You scared of the bright lights

I am the only boy, the youngest, my ma pride and joy

I want better things for her than I can ever afford

And time doesn't slow for no one, doesn't matter what cords you stretch

And mostly you're a no one, don't care who you impress

99% of us are overworked to the end

While these false prophets get to indulge wine and bread

You heard the lyrics, but you ain't heard what I said

You, took things to heart but never took it to head

Everything around us, they want us to cover our eyes

I am… not who they hypothesize

Concordia is harmony, the balance of life

I dream so deep of freedoms only art can provide

The other side of every coin is just as likely to fly

The underside of my emotions I was happy to hide

What if I reveal it?

What if I see reason?

What if I can't see it?

This for my people

I been fighting demons

I been fight this easel

Art ain't easy

Up and down we swing

I don't see no evil

The needs of people

We all want something

I had to retrieve em

I didn't feed em

But I couldn't sleep

What if you could free me

Counting sheep

On the leather seat

With the muted TV

And the SoundCloud beats

With the grass that's green

And the sky that's blue

That'd be serene

Tell me, what would you do?

What would you do?