Tomás
Lucia Bossa
Tomás
Are we going?
Dale
Uh, ah
Uh, ah, hey!
Uh, ah
Uh, ah
The legs get tired and he doesn't know how to dance
Can't speak without hesitation
He lost the rhythm to mortality
And he misunderstood how to interact
The virtual world consumes his soul
Plague of lives to envy
Imploring someone to look at him in passing
His worst fear is visual contact
Thomas
Don't drown yourself in a glass of water
Thomas
Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes calmly
Spending his salary on a fourth psychiatrist
He prescribes anxiolytics without seeing her face
He self-medicates at the corner bar
Practicing his order from the office
Nicotine, acupuncture and self-help books
Don't reverse their fears or doubts
If only I knew that a little looseness
It would make his drama an absurd anecdote
Thomas
Don't drown yourself in a glass of water
Thomas
Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes calmly
Thomas
Ah!
Thomas
Don't drown yourself in a glass of water
Thomas
Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes calmly
Thomas
Don't drown yourself in a glass of water
Thomas
Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes
Take it calmly