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letra de comeback - ovadia

this is what a comeback sounds like
and it’s downright insane
i know you found my ingrained
desire to be unrestrained
so i trained and trained
and i strained and strained
and barely maintained my sanity
my vanity can go to h-ll, hand in hand with my apathy
pardon my profanity, but d-mn if we
don’t make tapestries takin’ humanity’s chast-ty makin’ it blasphemy
that we all then call amnesty
have you ever wondered why you’re here?
i know, i know, i know, i know
my soul would go so cold without this flow inside my bones
but you’re like a rhino in a china shop
while i’m tryna stop ya from driving off
with all the treasure that the world ever tried to save ya
but at the end of the day, you forgot it all anyway!
what’s the point of trying if you’re never gonna make it?
what’s the point of living if you’re never gonna figure it out?
it’s about time someone told you “get out the house
go smell the flowers in the garden now.”
but you know all about that, don’t you?
imperial measures show you
that water’s wet, and gr-ss is green
but you never opened your eyes to things unseen
see? that’s the problem with you
you never bothered to look past your rulers
so busy measuring fact, you never saw the truth
even when it was right in front of you!
so go try to measure beauty;
majesty, love, or duty;
justice and cruelty;
i bet you’ll find your ruler unruly
but this ain’t even about you now
it’s about all of us, and how we’re bouncing round
see we don’t know where we’re going, ‘cause we don’t know where we started
and we don’t know where we started, ‘cause we’re scared to acknowledge
we’re like sheep without a shepherd
or the salt without the pepper
defined by how we measure up against those who are lesser
at least that’s what we think, so we’re under lots of pressure
but don’t listen to professor
you got your own life, pry inside and find your own “why”s
you tell me if you ain’t trying to be better than the next guy
wanna be that best guy
so you try, try, try
while sly guys lie, my guys pry ply sigh cry
my mind tries kind lines, my rhymes die
i find it hard to deny
that life is a tightrope high in the sky
but that doesn’t mean it’s hopeless
hope you know this
i’ve noticed
that we’re focused
on the remotest
details of this hocus pocus
introverted and postin’
the lowest parts of our lives
the whole world’s becoming myopic
oops, i mean myopic
but the cosmic consequences of stopin’
are
you know what? i’m done preachin’
i’m making one final appeal to reason
but then i’m leavin’
‘cause this life is yours, do whatever you please with it
but here are some facts you can take them or leave them
believe me your life is barely a gleam in eternity’s eye
you’re not even worth seeing
but don’t let it keep you from speaking
or worse yet, keep you from livin’
this is all that you’re given
the first, last, and only chance to make a decision
or more simply put: the human condition
so don’t spend your life just wasting away:
live it!

- ovadia

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