Ô de Casa
Lauana Prado
Oh, Home
A tear rolls down
I wipe it away, another falls
What I lack in your kisses, I drown in booze on my lips
What I record and delete in audio
Back with me
It's not written
But tonight I want to find you
There's no danger
Tonight I'm gonna drink without my eyes tearing up
Tonight I'm going out, gonna kiss
Tonight my longing won't chase you
Cut to me at three in the morning at your door
Oh, home
