Camalear (part. Fernando Anitelli e Jota Pê)

I adapt so much
I lost where I come from
From so much chameleon
I don't know what color I am anymore
Of denying me so much
I disappeared

So much so that I adapt
I lost my identity
Aiming to get up early
I hit the end of the afternoon
Trying to pay attention to me
I got distracted from myself

I need my vices to undress me
There's still a lot of me to give
If the mirror no longer reflects who I am

I remake myself to start over
I remake myself to start over

I adapt so much
I lost where I come from
From so much chameleon
I don't know what color I am anymore
Of denying me so much
I disappeared

So much so that I adapt
I lost my identity
Aiming to get up early
I hit the end of the afternoon
Trying to pay attention to me
I got distracted from myself

I need my vices to undress me
There's still a lot of me to give
If the mirror no longer reflects who I am

I remake myself to start over
I remake myself to start over