On a pinnacle epiphany in this moment
That failing at grace beats
Succeeding at resentment
I meant what I meant, don't go and get
Pent up, cooped up, so what
Good luck getting that apology you needed to hear
In order to make it to the next time
You already fear
Being bent out of shape
Mistakes of taking the high stakes
Of doing the same old thing
The same bland feeling
Like wearing khakis in spring
No chance for a miracle
When you're sitting on the pinnacle
Of a choice that's too liberal
For you to make it literal
To escape the cyclical chronological
Steps that do the illogical
Stop, time don't work that way
But it's okay
Keep following that watch clockwise
And stay at bay, stay in your way
While I try to curate this elixir
With a dash of lyrical
Version of real truth, rap pinnacle
I can give you a visual
It's how I give the answers
They aren't kept minimal
To give you the keys
To a life that's cinemal
So you'll know
This ain't the virtual
Virtuous, tortuous, contortionist
Path we see, life in TV
In an extraordinary way
I'm talking about Plato's cave
To stave the fact that you've been a slave
To the system that makes us crave
The next best thing
Best phone, best car
Dollar sign, or the best way
To increase your time by being efficient
Not realizing it's deficient
To cram every bit of average tasks
Into each day
But you just keep punching numbers
In a system that keeps you a slave
It's time to take a moment
To flip the script
I ain't gonna leave you feeling guilty from that bit
I'm here for a frequency shift
That's my nine to five, I do this
Each song I give a panorama
Of what I can teach you before you plan a
Goal you think will get you out the savannah
A frequency shift smooth like Santana
Gotta tighten up that crown
Chakra like a bandana
Get ready for the next wave
The next path, the next tier
The next lesson
I ain't pressing
But I'm stressing
Just testing
The limits of what you thought was really you
Here's the cue
Now you know what to do
Just feel me, reel me
Reel me, reel me
Catalina Cabella - The Pinnacle Lyrics
Catalina Cabella - The Pinnacle Lyrics
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English
On a pinnacle epiphany in this moment
That failing at grace beats
Succeeding at resentment
I meant what I meant, don't go and get
Pent up, cooped up, so what
Good luck getting that apology you needed to hear
In order to make it to the next time
You already fear
Being bent out of shape
Mistakes of taking the high stakes
Of doing the same old thing
The same bland feeling
Like wearing khakis in spring
No chance for a miracle
When you're sitting on the pinnacle
Of a choice that's too liberal
For you to make it literal
To escape the cyclical chronological
Steps that do the illogical
Stop, time don't work that way
But it's okay
Keep following that watch clockwise
And stay at bay, stay in your way
While I try to curate this elixir
With a dash of lyrical
Version of real truth, rap pinnacle
I can give you a visual
It's how I give the answers
They aren't kept minimal
To give you the keys
To a life that's cinemal
So you'll know
This ain't the virtual
Virtuous, tortuous, contortionist
Path we see, life in TV
In an extraordinary way
I'm talking about Plato's cave
To stave the fact that you've been a slave
To the system that makes us crave
The next best thing
Best phone, best car
Dollar sign, or the best way
To increase your time by being efficient
Not realizing it's deficient
To cram every bit of average tasks
Into each day
But you just keep punching numbers
In a system that keeps you a slave
It's time to take a moment
To flip the script
I ain't gonna leave you feeling guilty from that bit
I'm here for a frequency shift
That's my nine to five, I do this
Each song I give a panorama
Of what I can teach you before you plan a
Goal you think will get you out the savannah
A frequency shift smooth like Santana
Gotta tighten up that crown
Chakra like a bandana
Get ready for the next wave
The next path, the next tier
The next lesson
I ain't pressing
But I'm stressing
Just testing
The limits of what you thought was really you
Here's the cue
Now you know what to do
Just feel me, reel me
Reel me, reel me
That failing at grace beats
Succeeding at resentment
I meant what I meant, don't go and get
Pent up, cooped up, so what
Good luck getting that apology you needed to hear
In order to make it to the next time
You already fear
Being bent out of shape
Mistakes of taking the high stakes
Of doing the same old thing
The same bland feeling
Like wearing khakis in spring
No chance for a miracle
When you're sitting on the pinnacle
Of a choice that's too liberal
For you to make it literal
To escape the cyclical chronological
Steps that do the illogical
Stop, time don't work that way
But it's okay
Keep following that watch clockwise
And stay at bay, stay in your way
While I try to curate this elixir
With a dash of lyrical
Version of real truth, rap pinnacle
I can give you a visual
It's how I give the answers
They aren't kept minimal
To give you the keys
To a life that's cinemal
So you'll know
This ain't the virtual
Virtuous, tortuous, contortionist
Path we see, life in TV
In an extraordinary way
I'm talking about Plato's cave
To stave the fact that you've been a slave
To the system that makes us crave
The next best thing
Best phone, best car
Dollar sign, or the best way
To increase your time by being efficient
Not realizing it's deficient
To cram every bit of average tasks
Into each day
But you just keep punching numbers
In a system that keeps you a slave
It's time to take a moment
To flip the script
I ain't gonna leave you feeling guilty from that bit
I'm here for a frequency shift
That's my nine to five, I do this
Each song I give a panorama
Of what I can teach you before you plan a
Goal you think will get you out the savannah
A frequency shift smooth like Santana
Gotta tighten up that crown
Chakra like a bandana
Get ready for the next wave
The next path, the next tier
The next lesson
I ain't pressing
But I'm stressing
Just testing
The limits of what you thought was really you
Here's the cue
Now you know what to do
Just feel me, reel me
Reel me, reel me
Writer: Catalina Cabella
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid