Lyon the Pink - What You Paid For

I did everything right
Made sure I worked for mine
Played the games they asked
Overlooked my past
Trusted all the words you said I should have
But everything went south
Left the fam and we feel out
So I thought it was time to move on
Vindicated myself
Lose lose situations
To many scares
Feelings do catching up with you after all
I feel the pain
Assimilation, PTSD with this thing
I'm in a place far from home
Because everyone throws the stones
They think will silence the prophet
They fear will exposing their wrongs
But that's me too
Gotta figure out how to lace up my shoes
A bond was broken with you, you and you
For the way I treated you
I'll be held accountable
Nicodemus the one who came by night
Sometime that's my level of fright
Just living my life sloppily at times
I know I need Jesus
Gotta pursue healing in the light
So what kind of christian be I
Our prayers don't always equal yes
That's why I've got a hole in my chest
Families a mess, home sick
But if I go back would anything change?
When I go back can anything change?
Can anything change?

You get what you paid for
And all that it means
Both good and bad
(It's not adding up)
You get what you paid for
And all that it means
Both good and bad
(It's not adding up)

Well nicodemus changed
After pursuing the God-man
Hope I go home like that
For anything to change I gotta start with myself
Need the man in the mirror
Not the elf on the shelf
Boy with the cleft
Its fairly odd the way I'm comfortable with mess
It time to change
You do the math
Does the good out weigh the bad man
Hope I hit heavens gate
They hit a wall, debt collectors call, bankruptcy and all
How far can we fall
I don't think Jesus called us to comfortable
Woo to the rich man
This one thing you lack
So let's not act, if your finances right without strife
That you and Jesus is tight
He said give it up
Instead I'm trying to save all I can
It's not adding up
Still trying to pick up my cross
But fears in my hand gotta let it go
Church outside these walls wanna see her grow
But if I live the same as them what do I have to show
Radical living Jesus wants so much more
Suffer with Christ the way my ancestors showed even if freedom is postponed
Until the day he take us home
I pray he take us home
It won't be long
It won't be long
Just hold on

You get what you paid for
And all that it means
Both good and bad
(It's not adding up)
You get what you paid for
And all that it means
Both good and bad
(It's not adding up)

Written by:
Troy Dicks

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