Morrer de Viver

And it was just like I dreamed, he lay on my bed
We found a solution to have more pleasure
Involved, doesn't care about my life
Told some friends he wanted me

He succeeded, invaded my reason
Left outside a passion that he had built for a long time
Lost, doesn't want to find a way out
Pretends not to care and kisses my hip

Wants filth, to die to live
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants with me
Wants filth, to die to live
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants, but do it

And it was just like I dreamed, I didn't remember and grabs the reel
Puts my ring on the table, takes off his heels, turns off the phone
With painted nails, all made up
Don't even tie my hair, I'm already in a hurry

You catch me with your eyes, hands and naked body
Whispering between your teeth, it's so good, lu
The bed shakes, he moans, hand on mouth, breathes, crazy
Carnal ecstasy, he wants it all over again

The more time he has, the more he wants
Becomes a mattress, satisfaction of this woman
Melts in my bed and that's how we plot
The day, the hour, and the place for him to come back this week

Wants filth, to die to live
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants with me
He wants filth, to die to live
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants

He wants filth, to die to live
(I didn't remember and grabs the reel
Puts my ring on the table, takes off his heels, turns off the phone)
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants with me
Wants filth (he lay on my bed
We found a solution to have more pleasure)
Relaxes in wickedness, does whatever he wants with me
He wants filth