Hábito Previsível (part. Gusttavo Lima)

While I sleep, I dream of you
I wake up thinking of you
I can't stop thinking about us
At work, I boot up my PC
My wallpaper is you
I don't want to move on from you

If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick

I get home from work
Wanting you by my side
Not feeling pain is impossible
Two plates for one to eat
Two glasses for one to drink
My habit is predictable

If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick

It's just that there's too much longing built up
Too much desire, it’s all too much
Answer me, pick up, help me out
Only you are my cure

It's just that there's too much longing built up
Too much desire, it’s all too much
Answer me, pick up, help me out
Only you are my cure

If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If I have to kiss another mouth, I’ll die lonely

If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If the cure is to forget you
I’ll just stay sick
If I have to kiss another mouth, I’ll die lonely