Jᵴᴤχ

Desculpas: Fiz tudo na primeira take, não sei cantar, tava com dor de garganta e não queria acordar minha tia.
Promessas(?): Talvez refaça tudo melhor um dia, talvez corte o cabelo.
Letras:
Para de chorar
Tenho que sair
Vou correr
Tu quer que eu corra?

Fiquei bêbado
E gastei 30 reais
Comprei Paçoca
Só descobri pela manhã

Esse presente pra mim mesmo
Faz-me esquecer da tua dor
E é seu aniversário
Parabéns tudo de bom

Quer paçoca?
É muito boa, de amendoim

Não
Nunca deixa a máscara cair
Se isole no mundo da fantasia
Persona sem compromisos
De dar ou receber
Quem é você?

Sonhos são imagens
sons e emoçoes 
Peixes não tem essa capacidade
Seus cérebro está meio acordado
Faça psicanálise
Psicanálise

Paçoca

0711 feat.  ൠ Bad Alien e seu cachorro ൠ

Backyard

Como não amar esse parça? Esse país precisa de mais punk cristão.

Jesus Cristo, Estamos Aqui

the fan might spin in an agile manner or the heat will rise and we'll all perish

speedfan

Stagnant uneasiness with a dash of anxiety through the tormented soul to grasp the brief concept of realitynesssh in this strange labyrint paving from the mind to the world. 

estudo em F#

Tananananananana

Tuned drums are for chumps. 
It's urgent, what's the real way to get street cred? I guess making these tracks may not be the way to go...

Uselessness walk

In the iussion
of ill manered values
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Tell yourselfs
about my fake smile
Do you even care?
Wich one will care?

Hold the temptation
of being someone else
Is there much to do?
Wich one of you?

And the sky
Is pale tonight
Our personas
Only a few will survive

The ones that work
I don't wanna go

Crippled by fears
Just let it flow

The wish oh
The desire
Of seeing you smile
Been with me a while

But the way it is
Behind the masks
It's kinda difficult
But also easier

Protection
From giving and receiving

If I knew how
I'd be the first
To give in and
Believe it

There's no use in crying
If it'll make you leave
If it'll make me leave
Let's stop 
The crying

Personalidades vagam

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Tudo vaga como um sonho distante de um sonho que parece a realidade]
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Moon lord

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socorr

Lyrics:
Sometimes I`m tempted to crawl back to the well
Taking a vacation from all this effor
Being Happy is a tiresome jorney
Can't you do what you're suposed to?

Well, my room smell like cigarretes
and my life stink of delusion
I'm not that smart
not even good at these things
will you give me a break?

Just to take time
to rest and spectate
Maybe if I rest
Maybe if I sleep on it
I could take meaning
in this uneasy stasis

But I'm not happy
With who I'm being
or who I shoulb be
God fucking dammit

For this I drink
to strike inspiration
writing half-assed lyrics
Its cheaper than therapy
ha ha ha

Well I wouldn't mind
to dwell in misery
because I'm so
so familiar with it

Jᵴᴤχ

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