[Intro]

Eu preciso te falar uma coisa

Eu vou mudar, Irmão do Jorel

Você vai mudar no fim do ano?

No fim da tarde

Não fica assim!

De repente a gente se encontra

Em pensamento, sonho...

[Verse]

Lately, I’ve been struggling

Separating seriousness from light hearted comments

They all blend inside my head

If that weren’t me, I would laugh

But there’s no one else in frame

I don’t see the joke

The irony in dirty busses home

In acting like no one would еver know

I tried hard to shut myself up

Until I couldn’t stop

Throwing up on thе floor

Trying to solve

Oh, some riddle that’s not there at all

Am I heaven-sent if I keep this body?

Selfishly waiting and selfishly rotting

[Outro]

There’s a merit to it all

Bet your money on yourself

There’s no getting out of this one

No one coming for your help