I was on a disappearing streak
Money, fame, all sorted
I pretended I didn't, but I actually care
I wanted unanimous approval
I wanted to prove my manliness
I doubted my own worth
I watch so I'm not too sensitive
Men don't cry, men this, men that
I learned to be indestructible
Talking with my friends
I got it's not just me
Silencing fragility is punishment
Fragile masculinity, childish stuff
I was profane and sex is divine
I murdered my own intimacy
As a kid, I was called f*g
As if it were an insult
I learned it was wrong to be sensitive
I feared my feminine side
I became a repressed man
Half soulless, half asleep
A phallic, self-destructive act
At the top yet feeling depressed
I found myself cheating for betraying myself
I was a coward, I was abusive
I thought I was strong, but I just ran
It sucks your soul, it empties you
And when you notice, the day is gone
To have another body, another d***
F***, this ain't life!
My dad was my model of a strong man
Hard-working, generous, determined
But he always found it hard to talk
My dad's dad couldn't express himself either
We need to cry for these men
Even now, as I write
I'm haunted if what I say is what I should
What will they say?
What will they think?
Be a good boy or they'll cancel you
What complex is this? Mom, is it you?!
I fooled myself with that image, tried to hide
I can only be this Tiago
Full of virtue, full of wreckage
How soothing to grow, to accept
This macho man, wounded
This violent man, violated man
Man without love, poorly loved man
We need to take responsibility, my friends
We build an extreme, oppressive world
Tell me, aren't we all crazy
Watch out for excess pride
Watch out for the superiority complex, but
Watch out for excuses for everything
Watch out for living in eternal childishness
Watch out for radical standards
Watch out for normal absurdities
Watch out for looking only to the sky
And closing your eye to the hell we're capable of
My soul is deep and it chokes in the shallow
My soul is deep and it drowns in the shallow
My soul is deep and it drowns in the shallow
And many, many, many
Being a man through wanting to learn yourself every day
Despite any phobia: respect
You need balls to love right
Sitting around waiting for salvation?
Connection, empathy, truth
Divine purpose: responsibility
Lay your head on the pillow and feel peace
For having lived an honest day
Being a man demands way more than courage
Way more than masculinity
Being a man demands choice, my brother