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From the album "Holy Ghosted"

lyrics

Why wonder what I do it for?
Selling my essence would make me a whore.
How can you market your soul?
Give them the donut, but sell them the hole.

Why worry that I’m not like others?
I never said they were my sisters and brothers.
Affinities fall as they may;
I can’t help having been born this way.

There is no shame
in not pursuing fame.

Why apologize for being different
from everyone who vies to be significant?
It already sets me apart
to know the difference between commerce and art.

The handshakes and codified games
of finished behaviors and family names,
and what’s semiotically vogue,
would like to believe they’re defining the rogue.

It’s no copout
to be a paradigm dropout.

© 2023 Steve Fitch

credits

from Room 310 (Compilation 2019​-​2023), released March 2, 2024
Music, words & recording © 2023 Steve Fitch
My Music by Me Music (BMI)

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