1. |
Growin' Up On The Farm
08:20
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Growin' up on the farm
We struggled to get by
Growin' up on the farm
We struggled most of our lives
We got more kids
Than you can shake a stick at
We grow most of our own food
Right out in the back
Don't drink the water that flows
You'll get sick quick
The poison we put on the crops
It's flowing into the crick
It's not like we didn't have it tough enough
You know we had it extra rough
It led me to be forty-five and diabetic
They tell me it's epigenetics
I don't know…
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2. |
One Fire Away
06:14
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We're closer than we think
To the edge of disaster
An unexpected shock away
From a life of despair
Imagine if you're family burned
And you were the lone survivor
Chances are you might not
Recover too
I'm only
One fire away
From livin' a life cold
Wanderin' in the streets
And I'm only
One fire way
From puttin' drugs
In my lungs
My nose
And my arm
If you only knew
A quarter
Of the pain endured
The desire for connection
The guilt that ensues
You would hopefully choose
To look that human being in the eyes
We're all just damaged family
Doin' our best
To survive
Some day in an abrupt way
The definition of yourself may fail
Or it might be torn away
No regard for you
Imagine driving on a day
Like any other
You're hit by another
Your brain and your existence slam
Never speaking or living the same
I'm only
One fire away
From livin' a life cold
Wanderin' in the streets
And I'm only
One fire away
From puttin' drugs
In my lungs
My nose
And my arm
If you only knew
A quarter
Of the pain endured
The desire for connection
The guilt that ensues
You would hopefully choose
To look that human being in the eyes
We're all just damaged families
Doin' our best
To survive
Enter back into the womb
Rebirth is the next step
In this cycle
Freedom rarely comes for free
Forgive yourself
Start living
Today
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3. |
There Must Be A Solution
03:59
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In people's minds
There is confusion
Black men are dying
We want resolution
There must be
There must be
There must be
A solution
In Dallas there are snipers
Convinced they are righteous
In other cities they're the cops
Abusing their power
There must be
There must be
There must be
A solution
Well, some with go with King
Non-violence and peace
Others, will go with what they hate
Committing equal crimes to clear the slate
There must be
There must be
There must be
A solution
What are we thinking
These are lives we're stealing
There must be a solution
Can't you see
My eyes are cryin'
I'm tryin'
Equality comprises
Of everyone
Who understands
It's One Love
Creating stances
To say
No more
This is not
What we stand for
Cast away blind eyes
And privileged complacency
We're creating a generation
Free
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4. |
Heroinum
06:22
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Every time
I try to leave
I'm always
Pulled back to you
Every time
I change geographies
You always
Seem to follow me
You take away
My physical and emotional pain
Then you turn around
And cause me the same
Keep asking myself
Which one of us is to blame
Just know I'm tired
Of playing this game
And if Heronium
Was a girl
You know I'd kiss her
Give all of myself to her…
Steal my parents money
Cut my body
Til' I don't recognize
Myself in the mirror…
Stolen my soul
That wonderful
Give up my kids in the blink of an eye
Might not even cry
Adulterated poppy
From the Mother
You know
I love her
Might as well
Say goodnight
Might as well
Say goodnight
Might as well
Say goodnight
Might as well
Say goodnight
Goodnight
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BlakeX Bellingham, Washington
BlakeX produces lyrically compelling music, inspired by a broad range of influences, designed to make you think and feel something fresh.
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