Braille

Dalasam seven sex self
It's as minimal as my shorts
Up there, like a slab
This kid drives me crazy
Leaves me sad later

Why so many numbers, if the soul flops?
There's no sunshade when the body fries
I'm in Brazil and for many here
The future is a water truck

You shake me, it's you I like
I know what I do with your self-esteem
Don't think everything's fine
I can, I'm down
Even singing on top

I saw glitter where there wasn't any
You saw glitter and thought I was messy
Between fights and ashtrays, I wake up first
To have a picture of you on my pillow

My mom said I screwed up
My friend said: That's how you are
Monday I start at the new job
I'm thinking of taking lunch

Life weaves lace and lace
Of incompatible passions
Such Lady Gaga fans
Such Lady Di's daughters

Together everyone fits
Even the clothes on the clotheslines
In the wee hours, our times table is the two's
In this addition of more

Smart as a Border Collie
But suffers from borderline

Brings so much love on board

Close your eyes and read me
In braille, in braille, in braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille

Dear white boy
This meeting of ours calls for the lucidity
To know the place where I find myself
And you, in turn
If you're going to walk by my side, know that
Someone was master
Someone was slave
And between us, this space
Calls for a few steps

Frying pan that sticks this gluten-free bread
Oh, what a struggle!
I'm pissed, I say it's the last one
Window open, it rained on the boot

Dalasam seven sex self

You don't even know how many naked photos I have of you
How many times it didn't make sense to have another boy
Because I wanted you

A thousand Instagram dramas
A thousand white boys
Who listen to Ocean Frank
I prefer a thousand times I prefer your butt on my thigh
Rocking to this funk

Clack clack clo tcho plack, I think
Clay clay clo tcho plack, I stop
Clay clay clo, I stop and go
Clay clay clo, I stop, I stick
Clay clay clo, I stop going
Clay clay clo, I stop and wake up

Since it brings so much love on board

Close your eyes and read me
In braille, in braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille

Leave a little to read tomorrow
And say what you understood about me
Leave a little to read tomorrow
If the weather turns bad in the morning

Leave a little to read tomorrow
And say what you understood about me
Leave a little to read tomorrow

And read

In braille, in braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille
Close your eyes and read me
In braille, braille, braille