Consentimento

Oh, don't confuse consent
With feelings, okay?

A lighter, a straw
In the glass some red
In the sound some country tunes
Everyone has a skill in life
And I master the skill of being single

We even kiss someone
Make noise from the room inside
But there must be consent
I don't get involved with feelings
It's just sweat falling
Moans and some slow kisses

And I don't die of longing anymore
I only deal with booze
With people who kiss with tongue
And don't steal my peace

I don't die of longing anymore
Nor does a story begin
Because my story
Has gone through several endings

I don't die of longing anymore
I only deal with booze
With people who kiss with tongue
And don't steal my peace

I don't die of longing anymore
Nor does a story begin
Because my story
Has gone through several endings
I don't die of longing anymore

We even kiss someone
Make noise from the room inside
But there must be consent
I don't get involved with feelings
It's just sweat falling
Moans and some slow kisses

And I don't die of longing anymore
I only deal with booze
With people who kiss with tongue
And don't steal my peace

I don't die of longing anymore
Nor does a story begin
Because my story
Has gone through several signs

I don't die of longing anymore
I only deal with booze
With people who kiss with tongue
And don't steal my peace

I don't die of longing anymore
Nor does a story begin
Because my story
Has gone through several signs
I don't die of longing anymore

I don't die of longing anymore