Mesa de Bar
Conde do Forró
Bar Table
It's already two in the morning, my phone is already showing it
My thoughts go to you
And I'm wandering the streets here
I sent you a message on my phone
You view it, look, and don't even respond
Where could you be now?
I need a sedative or I'll go crazy...
I'll try to free myself
Even if it's at the bar table
Or at a pub to distract myself
But I won't let you destroy me
I traded social media for a bar table
I tore up my feelings and won't cry anymore
Because disappointment doesn't kill, but teaches
To drink to overcome and bounce back
Even if I lay my head from so much beer
Even if I stop drinking only next Friday
Remember our plan was to be okay
Even if I cry liters suffering too
Too...
