Extravismo
Loukass
Extravagance
A heart breathes
And a fish that contaminates?
By walking
The dirt of the planet
Sticks to our foreheads
By moving forward
I can't stop them
I can't, I can't
Modernism, extravagance
They didn't live alone, alone
I hope for the garbage
To arrive imported
And not charge
People are tired
Wrinkled and despised
By moving forward
I can't stop them
I can't, I can't
Modernism, extravagance
They didn't live alone, alone
Uh! It's in the mind
And it can't disappear
Modernism, extravagance
They didn't live alone, alone
Modernism, extravagance?
Modernism, extravagance
