Meu Primeiro Milhão

The most beautiful voice from these streets (from these streets)

Father, here inside I'm afraid of becoming someone they say I shouldn't become
But this world is cruel and the people
I see who I used to be
And I used to have the light in my eyes that I no longer have today
Remembering that hurts too much
There are things that don't come back, I wasted too much time

It scares me not knowing if I'll be here tomorrow
How many times I forgot to be grateful tomorrow, but

I know you know me better than anyone
You protect me and want my well-being
And even when I'm wrong, I know you love me
This fame and wealth only brought pain
More fake friends, many fake loves
Hold my hand and say I'm awesome
The hype, interests, business
What I have now

Father, here inside I'm afraid of becoming someone they say I shouldn't become
But this world is cruel and people are mean

And they do everything to be better than others
Because when the going gets tough, any way out is good
The light at the end of the tunnel is sometimes just empty talk
For those who are used to little, very little, very little
They doubted, I did double
Inspiration for the much younger
Even though I'm still so young, so young, so young
They doubted, I did double
Inspiration for the much younger
Even though I'm still so young, so young

Father