Tô Virando Vício

Ten in the morning
A damn headache
Hair in my face, my arm numb
Who is this girl in my bed?

In my mouth, a taste of distilled drink
On my wrist, a party bracelet
On my skin, evidence of a well-given fuck
But in my heart, nothing
But in my heart, nothing

I'm going from bed to bed
It's just take, take
I'm getting the reputation
Of someone who deceives and doesn't love

I'm going from mouth to mouth
I'm becoming an addiction
And you're to blame for this

I'm going from bed to bed
It's just take, take
I'm getting the reputation
Of someone who deceives and doesn't love

I'm going from mouth to mouth
I'm becoming an addiction
And you're to blame for this

I'm going from mouth to mouth
I'm becoming an addiction
And you're to blame for this