History Repeats Itself - Kirsti Aavikko

I just don't want to be back in this place again I mean, I done cried a little Tried a little, failed a little I don't wanna do it again (Oh, I don't wanna do it again) Do you feel me? (yes, maam) Do you feel me? (yes, maam) Do you feel me? (yes, maam) Do you feel me? (yes, maam) (Ay, do you?) I mean, I've already been I came and went I washed my hands with it I don't wanna do it again Don't push me Push me, push me, push me Hold me in I don't wanna go back here again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again (one more time again) History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again (let me jump in, this time now) History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again (come on everybody, one more time again) History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again History repeats and we defeat ourselves Come on everybody, one more time again

As the newborn starts to breathe As the widow starts to grieve Seems that mystery repeats Itself all over Mystery repeats Life got tricks, but its treats too Love my ancestry, yo, I see you Y'all lived with me So I'ma live through you Continue this beautiful cycle History always tries to enlighten you How much been decided for you You don't know, so you just go As far as you can go, but go slow, hey, yo Know this, I've noticed What it is about closed lids Seperating real from the fake and bogus Sitting at the dock of the bay like Otis We just slide (slide), do this thing called life (life) Everything gon' be alright (alright) As you stay true to the path that's inside Mystery repeats Mystery repeats Mystery repeats Mystery repeats What if I never went and smoked that first spliff What if I never gave Sam that first kiss What if I never even heard EPMD Would you still notice me? What if I never went and heard Perq's first demo Gave him a call "To the crib" (hello) Would I still been known as the fellow Rolling with the dude with the cello? As the newborn starts to breathe As the widow starts to grieve Seems that mystery repeats Itself all over As the newborn starts to breathe As the widow starts to grieve Seems that mystery repeats Itself all over Itself all over Itself all over What if I never went and smoked that first spliff What if I never gave Sam that first kiss What if I never even heard EPMD Would you still notice me? What if I never went and heard Perq's first demo Gave him a call "To the crib" (hello) Would I still been known as the fellow Rolling with the dude with the cello? What if these questions arise As I look in my eyes And I see my own surprise Wondering what, path lies before me Probably the same as the ones before me And I, pass it right down to my seed A mystery indeed I'd tell them how proud I'll be Go ahead, make history Mystery repeats