Às Vezes (feat. Nerve)

[Slow J]
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
Ever since I learned that strong men
Never cry, not even on the edge of a bridge
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
And I'm alone in a café full of friends
Who want to see me dead
Just one more drink

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
You call and I even answer
All good, my dude
Everything's locked down
How's the lady doing?
Truth is, it's over
But I'm alright
No worries
You know how I am

You know what I tell you
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
I'm lost between
Who I want to be and who I'm not yet
But I'm puffing on my night
Day and night pass
I don't know if I'm losing
Love for life or hate for death

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
Ever since I learned that strong men
Never cry, not even on the edge of a bridge
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
And I'm alone in a café full of friends
Who want to see me dead
Just one more drink
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it

And she doesn't even call me anymore, doesn't need that
Warmth in her belly, you can see that love wasn't
That forever kind of love
That can handle all the shit as long as that love exists
If it's sunny out, why do I feel so gray today?
Needing to be needed and I can't take it
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
Heard you’re doing alright, my dude, tell me
Nothing, nothing man, fuck it, I’m over it

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
Ever since I learned that strong men
Never cry, not even on the edge of a bridge
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it

Sometimes it hurts but I hide it
And I'm alone in a café full of friends
Who want to see me dead
Just one more drink
Sometimes it hurts but I hide it

[Nerve]
(And what else?)
And I validate the function of a map
(I was) a lone wolf throwing some cards (you get it?)
Closed off, on the road, a complete nothing
The dark side. Before the valley of extreme failure
But well past the plateau of fear
An (im)perfect man
In the mirror learning from the scars on my face (sad)
Ugly (old), face locked up and the key in my pocket
Come, destroy my throne, Freud
Just look at the dream that eats away at my sleep
And grinds my body and, occasionally, it hurts but I

We had a lot of time to think
And we discovered that you can be happy with little
Because happiness is within you, or you achieve nothing.