I leave the bedroom, reach the living room
Vanessa da Mata, Maria Braga
Sun on my body, everything's good taste
My future's rare, it's way too pricey
I spent some time hurting
I don't fear the dark anymore
Now it's afraid of me
I advise you to lie, I assure
Waterfall of worn-out crying, in vain for someone
Sing in the shower, make yourself home
Drink beer, chit-chat
Far from you I found myself
I spent some time hurting