Fanfaronade: Feeler Felt
If I'm just learnin' how to die
What's the use of tryna' live
With religion on my mind
And some clothes over my skin
Dinner on my plate and a roof over my head
When the family down the hill doesn't even have a fridge
Ever since I was a kid I had a problem with the fact that
I had a mom and dad who were supportive in their actions
They never told me who I was
So I found out who I am
Never told me what I had to be
And so I had a chance.
To take a couple stabs
Picked a couple scabs
Ripped a couple masks off and
Skipped a couple rocks
Across an ocean that expands
Further than the eye can see
If there's no "I" in Free
Than the blind man is me.
Please, meet me in the middle class family
No need for sympathy no need for examining.
Eh, that is if you're into overlookin' the fact
That every human has issues. (issues)
[[hook]]
No matter what the dealer dealt.
You can never minimize how the other feeler felt.
It's like I thought so much about what other people had
That I forgot myself
How to be gracious for what I have.
That's what happens when survival needs are more than met
And your role models warn you bout the world you're in
You start thinking about the race that you're racin' in
Who you're runnin' with and exactly what you're up against.
And I've always been the type to take a walk with someone else's shoes
Take off runnin' but suddenly don't know what to do.
It's like the ground that was once under me
Is now right in front of me
And there's somethin' that I've been called to do.
All directions on the path leads straight to hell
When I pass all my possessions are passed to someone else.
What's the use of tryna' to change somebody else?
When I got a trillion cells that are all yellin' for help (help)
Should I turn to the touch-screen ugly?
Or confess, come clean and touch reality.
And if I really come down and touch reality
Is it just real for part of me or real for all of me?
And if time really does heal wounds
Than may we all die way too soon...
Cave men sees straight through these rules
But can't explain the tools he uses.
[[hook]]
No matter what the dealer dealt.
You can never minimize how the other feeler felt.
It's like I thought so much about what other people had
That I forgot myself
How to be gracious for what I have.
That's what happens when survival needs are more than met
And your role models warn you out the world you're in
You start thinking about the race that you're racin' in
Who you're runnin' with and exactly what you're up against.