Olhos Frios

It's the ice in the blood and the kiss of the coldest bride
She arrived silent and left as if I spoke and she didn't hear!
The house is full, the lipstick is smudged, and the skin is cold
The house is full, on the other hand, she feels empty

I'm at the wheel, the only place where I give direction
Stopped at the traffic light, she's by my side and it seems like she doesn't
When this shit opens, we'll leave without direction
She's asking me to come along but doesn't insist

I've never seen this face printed today was supposed to be another stop
The irony of the tape is that we're heading to the party
The Honda's tank full to the brim, head spinning in a mess
The silence weighing on the hoarse voice, the rain falling is hitching a ride

Empty beach avenue is the taste of trouble in the mouth
The best memory was the dim, it was short but still the craziest thing
February I signed the world in my name
Black nails, silver smile, golden skin, and copper gaze

I'm missing something to remember, the phone rings, it's my producer
Tomorrow there's a meeting at ten to socialize with the sponsor
I don't know, I might even show up but now it's over, I've entered the channel
If the night ends as it is, tomorrow I won't be okay

And I just breathed before starting a conversation
It wasn't a good day for her boss
And I don't even know where to start the conversation
Everything is so tough for her boss

It's the ice in the lady's glass and the scratchy throat of my day
The smoke from the free box, Nox's beat, and everyone whistles
At the bar in the club, the offers thrown on the dance floor are confetti
She can have whatever she wants, she's high, and the tab without a long neck

Took attention away from the stage, brought the weight of the world in her heels
Dreaming so calmly, temperature down there, dreams up high
She levitates so easily, speaks so softly, plays so well
She plays hard to get, talks about addiction, and I wonder what she has

The club lights are a neon sign that says live
How many times smiling she showed that life is not always downhill
It was the dance floor, the gin glass, and the guys drooling
Eyes closed, nothing around her, and she sees herself levitating

Her hair is light but my flow doesn't allow me to be flat
You're in my plans, where are we going when we leave here?
She drinks so crazy, quenches her thirst, kisses on the mouth
She loves the night, she has some friends who are also pretty crazy

She arrived listening to Lucas Carlos without bluff
Friend of a friend of another boss, buddy
Nothing holds this cat, she goes with her dreams
It's like the red light, but at some point everything turns green

And I just breathed before starting a conversation
It wasn't a good day for her boss
And I don't even know where to start the conversation
Everything is so tough for her boss