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letra de saints - jack dean

out of ten million… people
how many are saints?
out of ten million… (saints in blue suede!)
how many know how to paint?
if it doesn’t reach me, does it mean anything? (jack dean!)
out of ten million… sometimes, i’m the only one i’m feelin’

out of ten million people, how many are saints?
out of ten million, how many can paint?
was their art framed? (was their art framed?)
if it was, why haven’t i seen it?
if it doesn’t reach me, then what does it mean? (what does it mean?)
this life is so hard, and i’m growin’ older
but you can’t let those bipolar blues get you down
you gotta keep your groove (keep your groove)
how can a man like me not know the answers?
jack dean, (the answers) another teen, wrap themselves in rap to distract from the fact
i suffered, i wonder how you would react, (how would you react?)
it’s a fact: i’m abstract, not wack, intact
fame is a part of the game i pledge to play (play my allegiance)
i gave them heart and soul, the soul of my shoes, ay (the soul of my shoes, ay)
the truth is it can’t give me a reason to escape
something to believe in that i can be great (i can be great!)
if my paint is never framed

out of ten million… people
how many are saints? (how many?)
out of ten million…
how many know how to paint? (know how to paint!)
if it doesn’t reach me, does it mean anything? (does it mean anything?)
out of ten million… sometimes, i’m the only one i’m feelin’

if something happens to my brain, then everything i’ve outlasted is in vain
in the deepest reaches of my mind, i cannot just agree that that’s fine, it’s not!
not when someone else has had these exact same thoughts (same thoughts!)
they trodded the path to fame yet somehow died without a name (still!)
out of ten million, how many can possibly be saints?

the united states is a divided place, that’s why the t-tanic sank
they didn’t see the hole in the brig
white privilege exists, it’s the tip of the iceberg
all of these problems are making my mind hurt (tick-tock, tick-tock)
but by taking the time to write these rhymes (writing these rhymes!)
am i making it right? or making it worse? (making it worse! haha!)

out of ten million… people
how many are saints?
out of ten million…
how many know how to paint? (do you know how to paint?)
if it doesn’t reach me, does it mean anything? (what does it mean?)
out of ten million… (i’m not tryna be mean!) sometimes, (you know what i mean?) i’m the only one i’m feelin’

from afghanistan to haiti, jerusalem to spain (haiti and spain!)
portugal to puerto rico (portugal!) to poland to paraguay
there’s 188 countries (a hundred eighty-eight!) that n-body can name (n-body can name!)
if i want to see the world change, full of saints, (saints!) i have to change first

out of ten million… people
how many are saints?
out of ten million… (ten million!)
how many know how to paint? (who knows how?)
if it doesn’t reach me, (show of hands!)
does it mean anything? (you can stand up now)
out of ten million… sometimes, i’m the only one i’m feelin’

- jack dean

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