REFLETINDO MÁGOA

I'm in front of the mirror
Facing a coward
Who is scared
Of his freedom

Take that desire to go back to her, turn it into courage
Get in your car and drive around this city
Explore the possibilities

The worst that can happen
Is you not going back home, going from party to party
And waking up hungover between mouths and traps

With a bitter mouth
Clothes scattered
Remembering nothing

What can happen
Is you not going back home, going from party to party
And waking up hungover between mouths and traps

With a bitter mouth
Clothes scattered
And not staying in front of the mirror reflecting sorrows