Atacado
Bulldog
Attacked
Almost like out of a dream I am
flooded with memories of yesterday
Dreams that invite me over and over again
Dreams that don't trust in power
Four years ago I saw you grow
Four years ago I saw you born
And I can give you everything you have
And I can have everything you want
close to nothing makes sense to me here
the words I told you in the end
never reached a good port
I heard them and no one else
I feel like a lost blind man here
inside a cage with gold and grass
I'm missing a few things to continue
that I still have a future
