Lessons
By: Wes Luxton
(My search led me to the study of the spiritual forces)
(Which with all of us are blessed)
(And it was in this field that I came upon a clue)
(Which has enabled me to help millions of people)
(To find their earthly destinies)
(I want to describe my discovery in the simplest terms possible)
Okay
Passions won't always poke through though they're written
Spotify streams won't always mean listens
Know a prison sentence won't always mean visits
So when things are good
I may just need a minute
(Minute)
Haven't seen my dad since I was like six
Started stealing when I was like ten
Momma always said that's the way life is
If you don't dwell too long
You'll get over it
Now I was kicked when I was down in adidas
(Adidas)
In hand-me-down hoodies while they teased us
(Teased us)
I used to sit alone eating free lunch
Funny how the fruits of our labor won't feed us
Where do we go when we're kicked out of Eden
Crumble a nation for the sake of freedom
Is it ever gonna be my season
I don't feel like a leader but we need one
(Need one)
You hit
Your third
Overdose
I thought
The first one
Was a real good message
DUI's
Still drink and drive
How much more
Advice gets rejected
You roll your car
Your eyes
I risked
My life
Why you gotta be so reckless
I'm ready to teach
God I swear I've had enough
Lessons
(And remember before you begin writing)
(That your only limitations)
(Are those which you set up in your own mind or)
Still they find humor is passion
Hate big dreamers never settle for less
Racking up debts two to tens got 'em stressed
I'm in the zone now rehearsing the tracks
Beats in the car and they glare walking pass
I get the joke
Don't understand why we laugh
Knifes in the stomach
Gave me kisses on the back
The truth is hard to stomach
While the future so drab
But Drew
We used to be two little kids chasing our dreams
You used to tell me they don't know what we mean
Then you passed from depression disease
How could I be so naive
This life is a journey for more than just me
I had epiphanies while the Holy Christ sings
Starting to wonder what this life really brings
What does life really bring
(Bring)
(Bring)
Now I can't help everybody out with just one phrase
Hang on
Be strong
Shit's lame
(Shit's lame)
Cause nobody's going through the same things
And I can't explain who I am off of one tape
Reliving all of my mistakes
Still been a loser since the sixth grade
(Yes way)
Today
We can give when we gave
When we hoped and we prayed
That thing's will never change
In the homes that we stay
I know that from cradle to grave
We rise from remains
(Church)
I'm screaming out
I'm different
Call home
How I miss a warm embrace
Climbing up these new decisions
Crying now I feel so great
(Feel so great)
Is this the bridge of a brainstorm
Or is it my head in the clouds
Tomato paste stages and ragers
Maybe the roses never come around
(Round)
(Round)
Written & Performed by: Wes Luxton
Produced by: KingMasterMind
Engineers: Cj Bertram; Andy VanGuilder; Wes Luxton
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