Gotejou No Celular (part. Clayton & Romário)

I get in the car
The longing already comes in beside me
Offers
Eye drops and cigarettes
To listen to the playlist
Only the tough ones

Talking about alcohol
Longing, past loves
It's making me more emotional
It makes me remember those I've already forgotten
Makes me go after those who don't even matter to me anymore

Every slap on the steering wheel
Listening to the sound play
I just don't send a message
To not drive and type
I didn't even realize I called you
With the music blasting
It's just that it reached the chorus
And dripped on the cell phone