Changes

By Tom Pepe

On CupaTea

Thumbnail

[Verse 1: Tom Pepe]

I wake up in the morning and I ask myself

Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?

I’m tired of being broke and Seattle is cold

A thousand dollars in debt ‘cuz no records got sold

But one day I’ma sell platinum and gold

Play the hand that I’m delt in the way that I fold

Long years, I got my health and the wealth of my soul

Keeps some love in my life and myself in control

Feels like it’s been forever as I wait for fame

I do whatever I could but life just stayed the same

I’ve been on blast so much, I ‘outta change my name

Forget the past, spit my raps, and I’ma change the game

I wish that we could work together ‘stead of placing blame

No man alive predict the weather, still it always rains

And it’s a shame ‘cuz the same ones that make the flames

Forgot their roles, lost their souls, and now it ain’t the same


[Hook: Girl]

Wha-What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?


[Repeat 2 more times]


[Verse 2 Tom Pepe]

Hey

I’ve been thinking about the past as well

As the future, are we moving too fast to tell?

If we’re doing it right, losing the fight?

Good vs Bad

Are we using our light to shine bright through the night? Cuz

A lot’s wrong with this life but

Change is gonna come when the times right

Just love me, fight, despite the pain

I’m seeing things stay the same

But I wanna see

People in power tell the truth and

Teacher’s being proud to help the youth I wanna

Know what’s real ‘cuz we felt the proof

So nobody gives up thinking What’s The Use? ‘cuz

Instead of hate, I wanna deal with love

For these, people who be feeling stuck

Too many go without meals, it sucks

To feel like change ain’t real for us


[Hook: Girl]

Wha-What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?

(Repeat 2 more times)


[Verse 3 : Tom Pepe]

At times I wonder what it means to be alive

Who am I? Where do I go when I die?

Is religion my purpose? Or is it all just lies?

Is there a creator, gods, aliens, or angles in the sky?

Or are we just human beings, trapped in our minds?

Can you really see my soul, or is it all just rhymes?

I ask myself these questions the night before I sleep

Trying not to be stressed out, get me through the week, but

I ain’t read a book for fun since I was just a kid

Playin’ sports, drinking my Capri-Sun

Before I learned to get drunk, hit that, roll blunts, spit tracks, skip class, kill 3 six packs

But what I wouldn't give back

To live that life of no worries, type with no hurries

Positive outlook, mine not blurry

Rollerblading home, buying Mc-Flurries

At times I wonder if there’s more good than evil

If those things exist, or if we all are just people

If Jesus was a human, will he ever have a sequel?

If God truly exists, will He allow for him to reach you?

To lead you? To teach you?

Will He ever claim responsibility as people for the evil that we do?

Genocide, nuclear weapons

Conspiracy between human beings jeopardizes heaven, but


[Hook: Girl]

Wha-What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?

What you’d change for?

(Repeat 1 more time)