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letra de duade - showdemcamp

[intro: tec]
i don’t think we realise what this crazy place does to our psyche man, you know like; we don’t even have any outlets to talk. over here we feel like being a man means, we have to swallow everything, chest everything, keep it inside. when i was young they use to ask me, what are you doing in the kitchen? or guy why are you crying? are you a child? are you a baby? that’s real stuff they used to tell us. so you grow up thinking that you can’t talk to anybody, you can’t be vulnerable, you can’t express yourself to anyone, and in this crazy jungle that we live in again. this mad type of society where you really need to talk, you need to find ways to express; to open up emotionally. you know, they view it as some kind of weakness. it’s mad

[verse 1: cina soul]
mini sane mini ofior
(what is it? what are you doing?)
ba ni magbojo omli
(come and let me help you relax)
ake hii afe hii e
( they want men to be men )
ni yee afee yee e
(and women be women)
akee hii wor pii
(they said men shouldn’t sleep much)

but i got something else to say
you come with me let’s play game
where you hide and i seek
to find the meaning
why you won’t show me the weak in you
you hide and i seek to find the reason
why you won’t let yourself go baby

[chorus: cina soul]
owele wa old duade
( you’re too stiff , old c-ssava)
owele wa old duade
i’d take you on a journey
owele wa old duade
take you on a journey
owele wa old duade
take you on a journey

[verse 2: tec]
are you not supposed to be a man
why you crying i don’t understand
shey you need someone to hold your hand
i bury thoughts of being vulnerable
beneath the sand
she asking questions that’s exposing all my inner scams
i feel like letting go, make i open up
previous babes don dey wonder why i’m slow to trust
i put my feelings in the chamber then i load it up
but i never shoot, it’s like we fear the truth
she trying to take me on a journey and i no dey fight
like she’s taking me to market wey i no dey price
cos i’m hoping that she’ll save me from my own advice
she keeps telling me to take a chance and roll the dice
but this is life always feeling that there’s something more
always asking “wale what is it you running for?”
my uncle told me you should always make them love you more
now i know that he was scared and it’s not his fault, not at all

[chorus: cina soul]
but i got something else to say
you come with me let’s play game
where you hide and i seek
to find the meaning
why you won’t show me the weak in you
you hide and i seek to find the reason
why you won’t let yourself go baby
owele wa old duade
( you’re too stiff , old c-ssava)
owele wa old duade
i’d take you on a journey
owele wa old duade
take you on a journey
owele wa old duade
take you on a journey

[verse 3: ghost]
if ya listening it might be too late
you’re probably a victim
of conditioning and too dazed
to wake and smell the bouquet
still you try rise from gr-ss to grace as if ya tuface
weight of the world up on ya shoulders
as you start a new day
i take a mental polaroid bumping vintage lupe
as foundation’s built on quicksand
submerge under monsoon rain
and these days, stormy seasons last a little longer
spending more time in traffic
than reading to my daughter but
i must be stronger cause it hasn’t k!lled this yet
in this place where you here one day
and could be gone the next
swear that whole tbills episode
struck a chord in my chest
if you’re living here in naija
ya some form of depressed
yes you heard correct
it’s a wonder how we manage
to be more concerned with if wiz
is dating tiwa savage
than the interior decorations of our mental palace
the stress is post traumatic
i pray my son doesn’t catch it but….

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