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Can you tell me why there's pizza? why this item came to be?
make a sequence of events that spawned this cheesy potpourri?
you never think about it as you're forcing down the slices
because the simple joy of eating it, for most, always suffices
but look a little deeper, and you might just come to find
it represents complexity found in the human mind
starting out with nothing but a mass of uncooked dough
add several basic factors, and your product starts to grow
with an endless list of options, each decision plays a part
in assembling the final culinary work of art
a simple bad decision with ingredients you've mixed
can leave you with an end result that simply can't be fixed
can you tell me how i came to be the person i've become?
why at times i feel ecstatic, then can turn completely numb?
the little things that pile up can make me feel so stressed
that i often fail to contemplate how much my life's been blessed
if you focus on the bad, and the good is never pondered
you'll wake up looking back on just another day you've squandered
you can waste your days away by feeling pitiful and glum
but someday you will realize that tomorrow might not come
tomorrow isn't promised, it is nothing that is owed
life has many turns but there's a dead end to this road
why focus on the future? why dwell on the past?
when the potential of your present is infinitely vast
make a sequence of events that spawned this cheesy potpourri?
you never think about it as you're forcing down the slices
because the simple joy of eating it, for most, always suffices
but look a little deeper, and you might just come to find
it represents complexity found in the human mind
starting out with nothing but a mass of uncooked dough
add several basic factors, and your product starts to grow
with an endless list of options, each decision plays a part
in assembling the final culinary work of art
a simple bad decision with ingredients you've mixed
can leave you with an end result that simply can't be fixed
can you tell me how i came to be the person i've become?
why at times i feel ecstatic, then can turn completely numb?
the little things that pile up can make me feel so stressed
that i often fail to contemplate how much my life's been blessed
if you focus on the bad, and the good is never pondered
you'll wake up looking back on just another day you've squandered
you can waste your days away by feeling pitiful and glum
but someday you will realize that tomorrow might not come
tomorrow isn't promised, it is nothing that is owed
life has many turns but there's a dead end to this road
why focus on the future? why dwell on the past?
when the potential of your present is infinitely vast