Tampa Das Camionete (part. Luan Pereira)

Yellow photo, full of dust, I found by chance
I wasn't even five, I carried a smile
And a ball under my arm

I remembered that I miss
The little goal with flip-flops on the street
And my mom scolding me to come in
Or I'd catch a cold, boy, look at the rain

But what I miss the most
Is my self who drank on the truck bed covers
Is my self who captioned the photos with 'today promises'

Why I didn't know you
So I didn't depend on you
Today I need a dose
With your name written
Straight into the vein so I can live

I remembered that I miss
The little goal with flip-flops on the street
And my mom scolding me to come in
Or I'd catch a cold, boy, look at the rain

But what I miss the most
Is my self who drank on the truck bed covers
Is my self who captioned the photos with 'today promises'

Why I didn't know you
So I didn't depend on you
Today I need a dose
With your name written
Straight into the vein so I can live

Why I didn't know you
So I didn't depend on you
Today I need a dose
With your name written
Straight into the vein so I can live

Is my self who drank on the truck bed covers
Is my self who captioned the photos with 'today promises'

Why I didn't know you
So I didn't depend on you
Today I need a dose
With your name written
Straight into the vein so I can live

Why I didn't know you
So I didn't depend on you
Today I need a dose
With your name written
Straight into the vein so I can live