Se Hoje Eu For Cair

I'll open a bottle, take off my shirt
Sit on the hood of the Saveiro
Putting on the speaker the one that mistreats the bass and my heart
Because today I'm from the street, I'm from the glass, from madness
I miss you daughter of a whore
That hits so much, hits until it knocks me down

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall in your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall in your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there

I'll open a bottle, take off my shirt
Sit on the hood of the Saveiro
Putting on the speaker the one that mistreats the bass and my heart
Because today I'm from the street, I'm from the glass, from madness
I miss you daughter of a whore
That hits so much, hits until it knocks me down

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall in your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall into your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall in your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there

But if today I fall
For me to fall on the floor of a bar
If I fall in your bed, we fuck
And I get fucked out of there