sonando

Because it frustrates me so much that you set your face on fire
Because I seek to run away from frivolity
Maybe the fashion designer for this week
the one who answers all your questions, didn't convince me
Your fever keeps rising because you don't see the door
the sauce of those who have little but dance the same
Maybe the fashion designer for this week
the one who answers all your questions, didn't convince you
They keep sounding like this, sounding like rock and roll
They keep sounding like this, sounding like rock and roll
They keep sounding like this, sounding like rock and roll
Because this life is not a thumb
and only the truth is always on your cover
And now that we play, that we look from the outside
we who file solvency without theatricality
Maybe the fashion designer, every week
the one who knows nothing, didn't convince us
They keep sounding like this, sounding like rock and roll
Oh, how much glory
how much triumph of impostors in our face
how many fools in their defeat
spying through the peephole of avant-garde
They keep sounding like this
They keep, they keep sounding like this.