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letra de gautama - deca

[intro: deca]
what a lovely view
something’s a bit strange though
seems deceivin’ like a demon with the face of an angel
sun raises slowly creepin’ over the hillside as it rises
and life is good out here for the most part besides this

[verse 1: deca]
overwhelming feeling of confinement
fenced in
most my time spent sniffin’ substance
attemptin’ to forget all that surrounds me
dropped off at the wrong stop
on the brighter side of things we got the best lawn on the block
and every house looks the same as far as the eye can see
let here be perfection, the quintessence of privacy
my folks lied to me when i was young:
“there’s nothin’ out there son”
some children are rudely awakened at night by the sound of gunshots
but not in my neck of the woods
the thieves are countin’ funds while watchin’ the evening news
and i’ve slept good every night of my life until recently
held hostage by this place and fiendin’ for a change of scenery
there’s no use in countin’ sheep when i lose sleep
that’s for when you’re wide awake evaluatin’ people you meet
pros that act in hope and passion
broke in half
holdin’ back emotions that unfold the fact
my soul’s trapped in a cul-de-sac

[verse 2: deca]
but tonight i’m leavin’ in the [?] by nature
journey into a foreign land to gaze at skyscr-pers
that’s where the wild things are
rabid hyenas
that target the weakest and tear his carcass to pieces
filled my pockets with green and left everything behind
five words rolling off my tongue:
“seek and ye shall find”
arrived around nine o’clock, stepped off the bus
met a petty pusher, dropped five bucks and copped a dutch
what to do now?
light this and come right this way
listen to the street preacher speakin’ of the righteous way
if that’s the path to take i’m headin’ in the wrong direction
seek deceptions the pompous prophet’s strongest weapon
never been fond of lessons, it’s time to move on
seems like i’ve been told how i should live for way too long
spotted a shadow makin’ love to the product that ruined his life
settin’ flame through an aluminum pipe
then i’m using like the lady of the night sellin’ her skin
dwellin’ in the h-llish environment developin’ her habits
i feel somethin’ tryin’ to escape inside
if it broke free in this place there’s no way i’d ever survive
met an old man who said his soul left his flesh
in search of a land where time is just a concept
where the pavement doesn’t suffocate the earth beneath it
took the wrong steps i guess, the stress left him defeated
conquest cut short, learned to swallow his pride
full of himself at one point but now he’s hollow inside
a hooded figure’s on the billboard paintin’
waitin’ for cars to pass so he can continue defacin’ property
cross the street i met a beautiful specimen
on her way home from the club, strollin’ with her best friend
what’s your plan for the night?
“oh we’re headed to my place
to sniff the night away, and you’re more than welcome to stay”
walkin’ to her crib i saw a car that collided with steel
probably an intoxicated driver behind the wheel
what a shame
we finally reached our destination
threw back a couple shots and choked on the rest of the dutch i bought
she came on strong, the smell of l-st emanatin’
penetration, how could i not give in to temptation?
knew when i first saw her that it was a sure thing
one-night standing on her balcony the next morning
wrote a note “thanks for the hospitality” and left
all hope lost as i fled the apartment complex
[interlude: voice samples]
it was a long tough hard ride through a bad part of town
but i could walk away from it now

[verse 3: deca]
heartbeat shakin’ the walls
echoin’ through the streets
see the temple changes dependin’ on the situation
i should express to the various rhythms in my chest that move me
an outsider pretendin’ to blend into this lost soul haven
take each lesson, hold it close
deep breaths don’t overdose on reality
heard somewhere it’s what you make it out to be
that sh-t’s fallacy
still i don’t regret openin’ my eyes
stern expression all the motion disguised
the morning sun was too much, i couldn’t stand the heat
so i walked to the park and took refuge in the shade of a banyan tree
and as i sat there thinkin’ about all that had commenced
the universe told me its secrets and everything made perfect sense
sense sense sense sense sense sense

- deca

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