Polar Express (feat. Swit Eme)

His feet don't stop anymore
The boy knows what to do, eh
I don't know if I can explain the hours I spend until dawn arrives
The hunger and thirst, eh, man and woman
Where does the power hide?
Where are your gods on occasions when you don't even have enough to eat?

They are getting closer, all those who didn't approach yesterday
Everything is fine, I say while a tear falls and I take off her bra
They keep thinking we're dancing on a thousand hundred-dollar bills, eh
Here money doesn't rain like in the house of paper
You didn't get on the train
We got on looking for honey

Don't get confused, I know what I am, cousin, and I give what they give
Where are those who were supposed to be here?
How many are left over now?
No matter how hard I try, it pisses me off if she cries, she loves the pure
She loves the pure, the bad, the expensive, and the tough
I'm so handsome with her that she doesn't understand why I sing so cool

I don't know why I don't go to bed
If I'm already wasted
Your gestures kill me
We are different from the rest, your pussy is hell
Your pussy is hell, making me sweat in winter

I'm not afraid of death
I know it's part of the dessert
She wants my soul no matter what
She knows she hides the fury that freezes seas and makes gods cry
I close the bars so I don't have to end up writing every night

Change the focus of the prism
All night the same story, the same enigma
I don't know who I am if your pupils don't look at me
I give you my fortune for a quiet life
I would give the moon and the night helps me inhibit

Fear of dying
To then feel the pleasure again
Of falling for not seeing them coming
Of crying until dawn and believing it won't happen again

Of singing to make you happy
Of writing to stop suffering
Of singing to make myself happy
Of writing to make you suffer