Nobody wants to open the door when the knob is hot
Paranoia in my head made only by FOMO, yeah
And it's that things take color when a semitone goes up
Or they lose it, but still
I dream of having a Porsche, seeing the stars at night
And there are things that don't change, the brown still comes from Arabia
These pussies still piss me off, but
I'm a veteran soldier from Gambia
Where the scorpions you run into have less malice than your venomous tongue
Sometimes the b*tch shuts up the most dangerous one
You spend your time on your knees, don't pull the religious act
I feel your skin close, my health left me
For not seeing you come back
I dreamed you and I fulfilled you, I wrote you and I recorded you
I charged you and I suffered you since
I move normal in the visceral disdain of evil and good, oeh-oeh, oeh-oeh
Today I came back to life in another place, looking for you in the freedom of being happy, of being happy
I move normal in the visceral disdain of evil and good, oeh-oeh, oeh-oeh
Today I came back to life in another place, looking for you in the freedom of being happy, of being happy
I've got a tourniquet in my lung from the stress of staying afloat
Demon with light-blue eyes, that makes me sleep and also explode
It was the salvation that tried to rob me, pain to pain so I won't complain
I dream of having a Porsche, seeing the stars at night
And there are things that don't change, the brown still comes from Arabia
These pussies still piss me off, but
I'm a veteran soldier from Gambia
I move normal in the visceral disdain of evil and good, oeh-oeh, oeh-oeh
Today I came back to life in another place, looking for you in the freedom of being happy, of being happy
I move normal in the visceral disdain of evil and good, oeh-oeh, oeh-oeh
Today I came back to life in another place, looking for you in the freedom of being happy, of being happy