Sam Claudio - Tenfold

Lonely crumpled Hamilton bill next to the register
Heart pumping, malice begins to fester
My mind already knows my true intentions
But my body reacts to the ethical pressure
Paralyzed, don’t wanna move, too many staring eyes
I feel like they know that I wanna take the prize
Put my leg out, step on the founding father
Lin Manuel taught me better, I shouldn’t bother
Every second on the bill, I’m paying mine
My conscious admonishes my inner desire
Predilection swerves when I think of my mom
’Cause an hour worth of work doesn’t add to this amount
I’m taking advantage on someone else’s sacrifice
Stepping on the sweat and tears from their nine to five
And I think what would happened if I lost moola
Heaven won’t accept me, I’ll kill if someone do that
Still I just pocket it
Ain’t nobody stopping it
Ever so eloquently, I pick it up
Remorse emotions I start sinking from
Feel like I wanna put it back but I ain’t letting up
Ashamed of myself, feel like a hypocrite
I talk shit about thieves, yet I’m mimicking
Immediate justification from my action
When I think my wallet gets pocketed from the taxes
I don’t wanna be like this
I think I am blind enough
I don’t wanna feel like this
Mentality so messed up
I don’t wanna be like this
I think I am blind enough
I don’t wanna feel like this
Mentality so messed up
Deserted orphan leather Nautica
In the parking lot
The hollowness of my back pocket started to
Feel a void, oh my God
Credit cards, souvenirs, social security, and 80 dollars cash
Looking like a maniac
Backtrace, not a trace
What a bad trip
Anger and remorse blood taste
Not superstitious, only believe what I live
But losing all same week, no coincidence
Put Karma on the hotline, I wanna talk to him
I have never run jewels, I don’t wanna sin
You are not special, another one out the bin
You’re just a reflection of the ignorance of men
You reap what you sow, son, it is what it is
If I don’t apprehend, then you’ll never repent
But hol’ up, I’m just a worker on minimum wage
It’s only a ten, that’s not even half what I make
Why you putting me through this? Why you making me pay?
Just gimme my money back, I’ll put the bill where it came
The damage is done, Sam, it is too late
I hope you learn from this and now you live with the bane (wait, wait, wait)
What if it was money from heroin and weed?
Prostitution, robbing or ecstasy?
You can’t compare their work next to me
Anyway they can to feed their families
Yo, but what if
Just what if
They also found it on the ground deserted
Owner to somebody else’s wallet
Would you point out that unfairness and call it?
Or would you sit back and not do shit with your arms crossed?
I swear to God my respect for you is long lost
I hate humans
These people I don’t belong with
I lost my faith in them, I don’t care, fuck this
Fuck
Man, who the fuck is this?
Hello?
Hello, is this Sam Claudio’s phone?
Who’s asking?
I actually — I’m calling because I found your wallet in the mall
For real? (Yeah)
Yeah, I found your wallet in the mall
I was gonna turn it into security, but I don’t really trust them, you know (no, yeah)
You can’t trust security these days (yeah)
They’ll say they have it but they’ll keep it to themselves (yeah, true) I don’t really trust them with that type of thing
Yo, I was tripping ‘cause I actually thought that I lost my wallet
No, no, I kept it. I actually know what that feels like
I lost — (for real?)
Yeah, I lost ten dollars the other day. It was all the allowance that I had
(That’s crazy) Yeah, but you know, it is what it is
Anyways, uhm, I’ll be at the Burger King on 4th street tomorrow after school, so you can pass by and pick up the wallet
Uhm, yeah, sure and thank you
Yeah, no problem
Alright then, I’ll see you tomorrow
Alright then
Damn

Written by:
Sam Claudio

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