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Butaleon's Blog Post

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This Is Me

Die Every Day

Tried my best to be someone

Prayed hard not to come undone

Lived each day like it was my last

Oftentimes fell down on my ass

I always got back up to my feet

Didn’t let life whip me in defeat

Worked my fingers till they bled

But no one paid attention until I was dead

Everybody loves you when you’re dead

Everybody loves you when you’re dead

If we could only die every day

Maybe they would love us like they say

Friends they come as foes they go

One in the same like we don’t know

Always taking but never giving back

In the game of life, it be like that

Been around the world came back home

Got married once still ended up alone

Wrote a lot of books that no one read

Because no one paid attention until I was dead

Everybody loves you when you’re dead

Everybody loves you when you’re dead

If we could only die every day

Maybe they would love us like they say

Dirty Little Secret

Alone in your bed

She’s dancing in your head

You can’t see her or call

Got you bouncing off the wall

Dirty little secret

Dirty little lie

When you gonna tell her?

I’m not that kinda guy

Every time you see them

She’s so into him

Every time she’s with you

She’s lying to you too

Dirty little secret

Dirty little lie

When you gonna tell her?

I’m not that kinda guy

Hello, I was wondering if I could see you tonight

I really need to be with you

I’m so alone maybe we could get together for a little while

I don’t care about the time

Your whole life is cheated

Chasing a love you thought you needed

Your life is a living hell

And you got no one to tell

Because you’re just a dirty little secret

Dirty little lie

When you gonna tell her?

I’m not that kinda guy

An Answer

Sat down at my keyboard

My fingers brushed over the keys

Never ever have I been so bored

My heart don’t feel what my eyes see

Moved over to my drums

I beat I kicked I made some noise

But on the inside I still felt numb

Like a spoiled child fed up with his toys

Where is the music, where is the melody

Where is the man I used to be?

I need an answer from you Jesus

Speak into my restless spirit

Hear me out Lord

I need an answer

Picked up my old guitar

Strummed the strings for a rhythm

Sometimes we aren’t who we think we are

I took off my rose colored glasses and hid them

If this is my future I may as well face it

Sleepless nights and lonely days on end

This need inside me so strong I can taste it

I need to know that I’m still your friend

Where is the music, where is the melody

Where is the man I used to be?

I need an answer from you Jesus

Speak into my restless spirit

Hear me out Lord

I need an answer

Harvey Butaleon Degree Sr.

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