Hi, this is JM Flow. I'm from Mexico. I would like to share my songwriting and lyrics with you, hoping that a composer or musician might be inspired by them. I am a high-level professional in chemistry (PhD).
I hope she don't see right through me
I hope that attitude don't cloud her mind
I hope I don't smell her perfume before I see her coming
I hope her silence ain't the loudest thing around
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the wind don't show off every curve
I hope that smile don't steal the whole damn day
I hope her voice don't cut right through me
But it keeps pulling me in anyway
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the sun don't light up her skin
I hope that wild hair don't dance in the wind
I hope that sharp mind don't mess with my head
But it's already all over me
Hope her hands don't move like birds in flight
Hope that walk don't give her away
Hope I don't get hung up on her
But I'm already gone
And if that cold shoulder never breaks,
I hope death comes knocking — three loud knocks on my door
Driving through the city with my five best friends
They said I got no guts, no authority
So I had to show them who I really am
Saw yellow lights blocking off the road
I said slow down, pull over by the construction
Rolled my window down, waved a guy in a hard hat over
Gotta show them who I am
Tired of being no one in this van
Five friends watching, watch me be a man
Gotta show them authority
I'm gonna report you all
This should've been done weeks ago
You're all just wasting time
You can't get anything right
The poor guy looked so scared and confused
He said we've had no materials since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
Where's the engineer? Fernando owes me an explanation
Can anyone around here make a plan for once?
He hasn't shown up since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
This is unacceptable, people suffer 'cause this road's still closed
Then I rolled my window up like let's roll through
Fake it 'til they believed it
Five friends watching, had to own it
One hard hat, one bluff, you know it
Told you I had authority
Authority, authority
Now you saw my authority
A healed femur in an adult
A story attributed to Margaret Mead asks:
What was the first indication of civilization?
A healed femur in an adult
Not the use of tools
Not the control of fire
Not agriculture
A healed femur in an adult
In the wild, a broken femur meant certain death
A healed femur in an adult meant
That someone cared for a person in need
Someone sheltered and fed that adult
That is what human beings do
That is how one life becomes our own
Together, human beings survived the Ice Age
Because no one survives alone
If civilization began when one life was protected,
Who should protect every life today?
What does denying healthcare to all represent?
What does leaving people homeless and without services represent?
What does neglecting a drug crisis for profit represent?
What does expelling undocumented Latinos represent?
Is this what civilization means today?
I hope she don't see right through me
I hope that attitude don't cloud her mind
I hope I don't smell her perfume before I see her coming
I hope her silence ain't the loudest thing around
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the wind don't show off every curve
I hope that smile don't steal the whole damn day
I hope her voice don't cut right through me
But it keeps pulling me in anyway
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the sun don't light up her skin
I hope that wild hair don't dance in the wind
I hope that sharp mind don't mess with my head
But it's already all over me
Hope her hands don't move like birds in flight
Hope that walk don't give her away
Hope I don't get hung up on her
But I'm already gone
And if that cold shoulder never breaks,
I hope death comes knocking — three loud knocks on my door
Driving through the city with my five best friends
They said I got no guts, no authority
So I had to show them who I really am
Saw yellow lights blocking off the road
I said slow down, pull over by the construction
Rolled my window down, waved a guy in a hard hat over
Gotta show them who I am
Tired of being no one in this van
Five friends watching, watch me be a man
Gotta show them authority
I'm gonna report you all
This should've been done weeks ago
You're all just wasting time
You can't get anything right
The poor guy looked so scared and confused
He said we've had no materials since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
Where's the engineer? Fernando owes me an explanation
Can anyone around here make a plan for once?
He hasn't shown up since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
This is unacceptable, people suffer 'cause this road's still closed
Then I rolled my window up like let's roll through
Fake it 'til they believed it
Five friends watching, had to own it
One hard hat, one bluff, you know it
Told you I had authority
Authority, authority
Now you saw my authority
A healed femur in an adult
A story attributed to Margaret Mead asks:
What was the first indication of civilization?
A healed femur in an adult
Not the use of tools
Not the control of fire
Not agriculture
A healed femur in an adult
In the wild, a broken femur meant certain death
A healed femur in an adult meant
That someone cared for a person in need
Someone sheltered and fed that adult
That is what human beings do
That is how one life becomes our own
Together, human beings survived the Ice Age
Because no one survives alone
If civilization began when one life was protected,
Who should protect every life today?
What does denying healthcare to all represent?
What does leaving people homeless and without services represent?
What does neglecting a drug crisis for profit represent?
What does expelling undocumented Latinos represent?
Is this what civilization means today?
India was the producer
The West became the supplier
The empire was pressured
China suffered the opium crisis
Thousands of lives were shattered
Fortunes grew from misery
Opium flowed freely
China suffered the opium crisis
The empire fell
A new regime rose from the ashes
Rehabilitation began
China overcame the opium crisis
Strict internal control was forged
No help from the West
Addiction wiped away
China overcame the opium crisis
History left a warning
Lessons echo through time
But a nation can recover
China overcame the opium crisis
Which came first, the weapons or the people?
Authorities say, the weapons don’t generate violence by themselves
So, people came first!
Which came first, the drugs or the people?
Authorities say the drugs are intoxicating my people!
So, drugs came first!
This is confusing!
In the first case, people came first, in the second, the stuff!
Let me understand
In the first case, you control stuff manufacturing, distribution, and selling
In the second case, you control now only stuff distribution and selling
Which came first, the people or the money?
In this place of the planet, money came first!
So, people came second!
Which came first, the reason or the hypocrisy?
The narrative will always be in favor of economic power
So, hypocrisy came first!
Which came first, the Palestinians or the weapons selling?
The most important thing is the income
So, Palestinians came second!
Which came first, politics or the capital?
The capital manages the politicians
So, the capital came first!
Sanders represented real change,
But he never founded a new party,
Economic power still tightens its grip,
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
Your land could be restored by its original people,
Healing old wounds,
Transforming it into one of the happiest places
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
Weapons would no longer spill blood—here or beyond,
No more lives lost in the streets without care,
Warnings before addiction takes hold
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
This nation has already shifted its course,
From neoliberalism to prioritizing the poor,
Achieving it without a single shattered glass
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
The empire is living in crisis,
Making it unpredictable
It doesn’t care who’s to blame,
It’s out for revenge
A catharsis is coming
The empire is living paycheck to paycheck,
Spiraling out of control
It doesn’t care about fault,
It just wants payback
A catharsis is coming
The empire is drowning in desperation,
Growing unsteady
It’s hunting someone,
To settle the score
A catharsis is coming
The empire thrives on drama,
Making it dangerous
It’s not looking for excuses,
It’s looking for someone to pay
A catharsis is coming
Born with a fragile heart,
Dominga grew up in poverty in a small town
At 17, she left for the big city,
working as a waitress to survive
She became a mother of two boys,
But it was her sister who raised them,
While she provided
The view from the peak is more appreciated after the climb
Her sons migrated even farther
Through their eyes, Dominga saw the world
Cooking on a military ship near Iraq,
Where war fueled an empire’s economy
They returned, carrying the weight of addiction,
Yet she remained proud as they fought to recover
She lived to see herself become a grandmother
The view from the peak is more appreciated after the climb
This morning, Dominga passed
Her sons cannot be by her side
They cannot leave home
I hope she don't see right through me
I hope that attitude don't cloud her mind
I hope I don't smell her perfume before I see her coming
I hope her silence ain't the loudest thing around
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the wind don't show off every curve
I hope that smile don't steal the whole damn day
I hope her voice don't cut right through me
But it keeps pulling me in anyway
I just gotta learn to look right through her
Pretend she's not even there
I hope the sun don't light up her skin
I hope that wild hair don't dance in the wind
I hope that sharp mind don't mess with my head
But it's already all over me
Hope her hands don't move like birds in flight
Hope that walk don't give her away
Hope I don't get hung up on her
But I'm already gone
And if that cold shoulder never breaks,
I hope death comes knocking — three loud knocks on my door
Driving through the city with my five best friends
They said I got no guts, no authority
So I had to show them who I really am
Saw yellow lights blocking off the road
I said slow down, pull over by the construction
Rolled my window down, waved a guy in a hard hat over
Gotta show them who I am
Tired of being no one in this van
Five friends watching, watch me be a man
Gotta show them authority
I'm gonna report you all
This should've been done weeks ago
You're all just wasting time
You can't get anything right
The poor guy looked so scared and confused
He said we've had no materials since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
Where's the engineer? Fernando owes me an explanation
Can anyone around here make a plan for once?
He hasn't shown up since last week
My friends couldn't stop laughing, but I kept going:
This is unacceptable, people suffer 'cause this road's still closed
Then I rolled my window up like let's roll through
Fake it 'til they believed it
Five friends watching, had to own it
One hard hat, one bluff, you know it
Told you I had authority
Authority, authority
Now you saw my authority
A healed femur in an adult
A story attributed to Margaret Mead asks:
What was the first indication of civilization?
A healed femur in an adult
Not the use of tools
Not the control of fire
Not agriculture
A healed femur in an adult
In the wild, a broken femur meant certain death
A healed femur in an adult meant
That someone cared for a person in need
Someone sheltered and fed that adult
That is what human beings do
That is how one life becomes our own
Together, human beings survived the Ice Age
Because no one survives alone
If civilization began when one life was protected,
Who should protect every life today?
What does denying healthcare to all represent?
What does leaving people homeless and without services represent?
What does neglecting a drug crisis for profit represent?
What does expelling undocumented Latinos represent?
Is this what civilization means today?
India was the producer
The West became the supplier
The empire was pressured
China suffered the opium crisis
Thousands of lives were shattered
Fortunes grew from misery
Opium flowed freely
China suffered the opium crisis
The empire fell
A new regime rose from the ashes
Rehabilitation began
China overcame the opium crisis
Strict internal control was forged
No help from the West
Addiction wiped away
China overcame the opium crisis
History left a warning
Lessons echo through time
But a nation can recover
China overcame the opium crisis
Which came first, the weapons or the people?
Authorities say, the weapons don’t generate violence by themselves
So, people came first!
Which came first, the drugs or the people?
Authorities say the drugs are intoxicating my people!
So, drugs came first!
This is confusing!
In the first case, people came first, in the second, the stuff!
Let me understand
In the first case, you control stuff manufacturing, distribution, and selling
In the second case, you control now only stuff distribution and selling
Which came first, the people or the money?
In this place of the planet, money came first!
So, people came second!
Which came first, the reason or the hypocrisy?
The narrative will always be in favor of economic power
So, hypocrisy came first!
Which came first, the Palestinians or the weapons selling?
The most important thing is the income
So, Palestinians came second!
Which came first, politics or the capital?
The capital manages the politicians
So, the capital came first!
Sanders represented real change,
But he never founded a new party,
Economic power still tightens its grip,
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
Your land could be restored by its original people,
Healing old wounds,
Transforming it into one of the happiest places
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
Weapons would no longer spill blood—here or beyond,
No more lives lost in the streets without care,
Warnings before addiction takes hold
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
This nation has already shifted its course,
From neoliberalism to prioritizing the poor,
Achieving it without a single shattered glass
At this point, becoming its 33rd state would be the better path
Hi, this is JM Flow. I'm from Mexico. I would like to share my songwriting and lyrics with you, hoping that a composer or musician might be inspired by them. I am a high-level professional in chemistry (PhD).
