Me Bloqueia
Henry Freitas
Block Me
Your body is here
But your mind is elsewhere
Fighting against the feeling
Laughing but crying inside
And when our song plays
It's the song of despair
Goes to the club's bathroom
And cries in front of the mirror
Dives into the drink
Fights with the relapse
And drinks your pride
With pure whisky
Block me, hate me
But I doubt
That my kiss will be forgotten
Block me, hate me
But I doubt
That my kiss will be forgotten
Get out of this suffering wall
And when our song plays
It's the song of despair
Goes to the club's bathroom
And cries in front of the mirror
Dives into the drink
Fights with the relapse
And drinks your pride
With pure whisky
Block me, hate me
But I doubt
That my kiss will be forgotten
Block me, hate me
But I doubt
That my kiss will be forgotten
Get out of this suffering wall
