Lyrics

FLAWED AMERICAN MALE (feat Meaghan Maples)
(Gill Sotu)

Verse 1
There are a thousand trees I should have climbed
& men I should have been
A million moments I should have paid attention to
& compromises where I shouldn’t have given in
There are a skies full of promises I should have kept
& a sea full of mermaids I should have kissed
I have a heart full of mistakes I have made
& a calendar full of times I felt utterly helpless
I am a flawed American male,
I have no other way to say it

Chorus
You’re just like me, you know there’s no such thing as a perfect flower
We’ve been through dirt, but we are the soil
I plant your love inside of me and, watch it grow

Verse 2
I have castles full of dreams I should have pursued
& kingdoms full of excuses why I never did what was planned
I know a circus full of artists who should be on the radio
& a car full of clowns that are on instead
I am a mountain gazer looking for an escalator,
Anything to make this climb seem effortless
I am scared of who I can be
Scared of what happens when the light hits me
I am a shadow racist an image chaser
A freeway racecar driver with really nowhere that important to get to
I am a flawed American Male,
I have no other way to say it

Chorus
You’re just like me, you know there’s no such thing as a perfect flower
We’ve been through dirt, but we are the soil
I plant your love inside of me and, watch it grow

Verse 3
See I was raised by wolves, you didn’t know this but I was raised by wolves
So at night I howl at the moon, or turn my radio up loud,
Anything that would put me in tune with the stars

Yeah stars, you didn’t know this,
but on my grandma’s play-cousin’s side, I was raised by stars
In other words I was adopted by the light
In other words my family reunion happens in the sky
Now Im no angel,
but I gots strap on wings that I can attach to this heart whenever I need to feel fly

I was raised by flies, you didn’t know this but I was raised by flies
That’s why the last girl I dated said I bugged her
I got 10 million eyes and a attraction to bulls**t
Maybe that’s why I hang around with poets
We are liars and lovers, we are shaman and saints, we are sadistic and sarcastic
We just ARE, and write to find out what that is

But whatever it is we are, whatever you are, it is now
Whatever flaws we have
However we were raised, we are now
Do not use your past as an excuse for future failures
It does not define you/ Our lives are music
The purpose of a concert is not to dwell upon how it will end, but to enjoy every note of it
From the arpeggio’s to the crescendo’s
Whether you are a Hip-Hoppin Caucasian or a Heavy Metalin’ Negro
Or any combination there-of
Whatever sickness surrounds you,
This might sound corny but,
The source of you is love
Do not let hard times harden that

There are a thousand trees I should have climbed
& men I should have been
A million moments I should have paid attention to
& compromises where I shouldn’t have given in
There are skies full of promises I should have kept
& a sea full of mermaids I should have kissed
I have a heart full of mistakes I have made
& a calendar full of times I felt utterly helpless
I am a flawed American male,
And I wouldn’t have it any other way

Chorus
You’re just like me, you know there’s no such thing as a perfect flower
We’ve been through dirt, but we are the soil
I plant your love inside of me and, watch it grow