Me Dê
Almério
Give Me
If you have one to spare to subvert me, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
I who have never been so sure, pretend not to read you
But I do read
I just don't know if you want
You who have this maneuver and I don't know how to respond, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
A more sincere reason for me not to have to love you
But I do want to, I just don't know if you want
My configuration
My home
My salt
My consignment
My ritual
I am no longer my loneliness
You bring me continuation
This air of swallowing me
That I have eyes to see you
And hands to applaud you
If you have one to spare to subvert me, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
I who have never been so sure, pretend not to read you
But I do read
I just don't know if you want
You who have this maneuver and I don't know how to respond, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
A more concrete reason for me not to have to love you
But I do want to, I just don't know if you want
My configuration
My home
My salt
My consignment
My ritual
I am no longer my loneliness
You bring me continuation
This air of swallowing me
That I have eyes to see you
And hands to applaud you
If you have one to spare to subvert me, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
I who have never been so sure, pretend not to read you
Give me, give me, give me
You who have this maneuver and I don't know how to respond, my dear
Give me, give me, give me
A more sincere reason for me not to have to love you
But I do want to, I just don't know if you want
