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Ritual (Letra)

Marshmello

Marshmello Part. Wrabel

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You, you’re givin’ me life
Givin’ me all of you, mmm
Oh it’s true
I’m losin’ myself
If only right next you, oh yeah

You’re something different
Instead of breaking my heart, you’re picking up all the pieces
The way you’re taking my heart
You’re making it still look easy
But when I’m stuck in my head
I’m staying in through the weekend, yeah, oh yeah

Oh I, I never knew love, never knew love, never knew love
Living without you, living without you
Oh I, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost
Now that I found you, now that I found you
So help me now
Don’t know what I’d do if I was without you
Now, help me now
Babe it’s all true
Now that I found you
It’s my ritual

(It’s my ritual)
(Now that I found you)
So help me now
Don’t know what I’d do if I was without you
Now, help me now
Babe it’s all true
Now that I found you
My ritual

You, first thing on my mind when I’m waking up there’s you, oh yeah
What I’ll do
You spin me around like color wheel, oh yes you do
Oh yeah

You’re something different
Instead of breaking my heart, you’re picking up all the pieces
The way you’re taking my heart
You’re making it still look easy
But when I’m stuck in my head
I’m staying in through the weekend, yeah, oh yeah

Oh I, I never knew love, never knew love, never knew love
Living without you, living without you
Oh I, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost
Now that I found you, now that I found you
So help me now
Don’t know what I’d do if I was without you
Now, help me now
Babe it’s all true
Now that I found you
It’s my ritual

(Now that I found you)
I never knew love, never knew love, never knew love
Living without you, living without you
Oh I, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost, I don’t feel lost
Now that I found you, now that I found you

Say you’ll never let me go
Cause I’m lost without my ritual

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Ritual (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Today’s the day that the world becomes my oyster
Today’s the day that I’ve set aside
To find a place in the new sunshine
Today’s the day that I start using my voice, sir
Today’s the day that I crack that shell
and probe it for a pearl or two
Today’s the day, `cause that’s my choice, sir

Ritual (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Do you know what it is like to run? Do you know what it is
like to live in fear? Because she knows what it’s like to run.
Because she knows what it’s like to live in fear. Rape ritual.
How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister?
Ritual! Throw it in the wind because I ain’t with that. Say,
what have we done with mother, sister, daughter, lover? Beat
them down to submission, into that corner of constant fear.
Humanity reduced to a sexual commodity, objectification,
pretty faces. Molded imagery damn they drop the dirty mack
demands. She’s more than booty to me; bypass her sexuality.
Tradition, your sexism is what you want me to learn. Surrender
gender hatred, fade it to kill it, compassion returns. 1 out
of 3, and they say my sisters are free, incarcerated by hat-
red. Propagated by sodomny, continual ritual victimizing my
sister. Physical rape is psychological murder. Ritual! Jenny!
Ho! Slut! Trick! Bitch! Buddy! Terms that burn in our popular
brutality. That media camera’s at you, trying to show you
what’s up. Illusion magazine fantasy got you feinding to bust
a nut. Body identity suffocates in her nudity – she’s dying
inside. Fashions asking won’t let her be. Strip her to flesh
for apathetic male ego. You bet the set ain’t down with your
wak. Rape ritual! We got to meet this hate with love. We got
to meet this hatred with love. Why do we fall for it, fuel it,
sexual violence equality? Please. So-called alternative move-
ment statistics never confess her wounded aloneness , internal
inferno, locked away calm diminishment. Sharon Stone, you
ain’t all that. Madonna, you ain’t all that. Sell you shallow
shock value charade is wak. Sister, put a fist in what’s
expected of you. Deny! Defy! False definition of you too;
there’s no excuse for this brutality or this lack of humanity.
rape ritual. I say I throw you into the wind. I say your
traditions mean nothing to me.

Ritual (Letra)

Cazuza

Cazuza

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Pra que sonhar
A vida é tão desconhecida e mágica
Dorme às vezes do teu lado
Calada
Calada

Pra que buscar o paraíso
Se até o poeta fecha o livro
Sente o perfume de uma flor no lixo
E fuxica
Fuxica

Tantas histórias de um grande amor perdido
Terras perdidas, precipícios
Faz sacrifícios, imola mil virgens
Uma por uma, milhares de dias

Ao mesmo Deus que ensina a prazo
Ao mais esperto e ao mais otário
Que o amor na prática é sempre ao contrário
Que o amor na prática é sempre ao contrário

Ah, pra que chorar
A vida é bela e cruel, despida
Tão desprevenida e exata
Que um dia acaba
Acaba