Próprias Mentiras
Deborah Blando
Own Lies
Take care of your nose
You talk too much
It wasn't me who asked
If your advice was good
You'd sell it
I don't want to hear
Where did I go wrong
It wasn't how I wanted
Unfortunately, it was in you
That I mirrored myself
Hey, where is it?
Give me back the innocence I threw away
In the backyard
I planted your fear
Yes, it was me
Who stayed in the empty house
You left your junk
Now, take it away
Easier to judge
Than to have to look
At your own lies
But now, enough
I'm not the black sheep
Or any girl
Tell me why should I be
What you expect from me?
I'm not your mother
I didn't carry you in my belly
Now pay attention
My turn to speak
I learned to say no
It's time
To set myself free
Hey, it's not possible
This talk of do as I say
I always say:
Never do what I do
Yes, it hurt
Your gaze stole
What was mine
Your words echo
In my destiny
Easier to judge
Than to have to look
At your own lies
Trying to hide
So as not to see
Where the wound hurts
Hey, why
Did you make me believe
That I was the little princess
Of your castle?
Yes, it's not possible
To expect from a man who hasn't grown up
Because someone also
Hurt you deeply
Easier to judge
And believe
In your own lies
Trying to hide
So as not to see
Where the wound hurts in life
In life, no
Easier to judge
And believe
In your own lies
Trying to hide
So as not to see
Where the wound hurts in life
In life, yes
I'm not just
Any girl in life