Testo di a play

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 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 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 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