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the great lay-zee - saudade lyrics

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[intro]
[isaac palacio]
hi! i’m isaac!
and i like bananas!
dad, what do you like?

[verse 1]
the feeling of loving somebody that isn’t there
or someone that isn’t here
but is up, up in the air
the missing part of your heart
it’s getting dark
an explosion from within
that’s how stars get their start
but the anger and aggression
is building up again
and this is my confession
father, forgive me, for i’ve committed a sin
and i will go to church to confess it again and again
“i didn’t mean the verbal abuse, i didn’t know!”
stop using that excuse!
i know you can’t but you have to
you can’t choose
but, some have nothing to lose
bring it back to the day when we used to cruise
“do you want something to eat?”
the sound of my father’s voice
is so sweet
or the smell of cigs when he kissed my cheek
i miss it, but, then i don’t
because i promised him i would never smoke
see, the last words he told me, were my motivation to live free
“you’re the best thing that ever happened to the street”
or since the side walk
if he lived, would we talk?
the docs told us he had a 1% chance
if i died, would we dance?
there’s a lot ‘ifs’ in this verse
but if there were more
it wouldn’t make it any worse than it already is
i just wished he lived to see his kids
growing up, and even though i have a fever
i never give a f-ck
because everything i record
is coming from the heart and i will never stop!

-coughs

[verse 2]
saudade
can form rage
written everywhere on a single f-cking page
let the demon out of the cage
while i take center stage
that’s how it feels
when you start cooking your own full meals
not knowing will you be found
scarred for life, i can still hear the sound
of him choking on his blood
or the stains on the rug
or the little boy that was still young
the boy that wanted to be a magician
or in sports, but got destroyed like a demolition
now here i am, writing music
it’s a thing that keeps me calm, or therapeutic
but i’m about to lose it

[interlude]
goodbye…

[outro]
[isaac palacio]
so yeah
my dad..p-ssed away at the age of 39
very young man
july 11, 2011… i will never forget that day
but, it’s not about the way he died
it’s how he lived his life
and you know, just talking about him
brings tears to my eyes
because i think about him every single day
even though it doesn’t look like it
and some people are asking me like
“oh isaac, how do you cope with this and
how do you feel about losing your dad”
and i just say
“well, the past is the past, can’t do nothing about it
can’t change”
and…that’s it

- the great lay zee lyrics

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