CONVOY JARANA
WOS
PARTY CONVOY
The colors like in a ball pit
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a washing machine (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
The colors like in a washing machine
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a ball pit (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
We're on the corner traveling to China
With a ruined face, my tongue slipping
Hey, I have to get out of this avenue
Hey, I don't want more hangover with horns
What are we going to do? How is it? We move it
We talk all weird but we still understand each other
We never really know what we want
But we're going to look for it, man, we don't back down
Uh, I think I had a déjà vu
Or the fools in your crew always say the same thing
I feel like a cross was nailed in my back
Or that God is poking my voodoo doll
They want to see where I'm going
They look for me like a cowboy
Your convoy is chasing me
They ask me where I am
We break the game
The colors like in a ball pit
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a washing machine (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
The colors like in a washing machine
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a ball pit (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
The whole gang is in tune, partying
Sometimes we deserve to do what we want
Animated, tarred creatures
All are welcome to this caravan
Look how the medley sings
We are in a frenzy with our tongues
I never understood you, they say
What do they tell me? What do they tell me (damn)
I can't stop watching the monsters parade
And feel that we project that anger
Identical and in line, how gray our faces
Selling at a low cost what's left of our lives
They want to see where I'm going
They look for me like a cowboy
Your convoy is chasing me
They ask me where I am
We break the game
The colors like in a ball pit
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a washing machine (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
The colors like in a washing machine
I opened my eyes and pulled the dropper
My head like in a ball pit (well)
Now I sing just in case I die
