Abstinência

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Abstinence

I know she will never come back
I will get tired of searching
Drinks, parties, now it's all the same
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick

Curves like your body, I haven't found anymore
Our love was complete, it was track and engine
I'm living the nights that are left behind
My heart is abstinence, for your warmth
I remembered the effects on the bedsheet
The smell is psychoactive, sweat pouring
Your skin excites, dopamine (I want a high dosage)
In the salience of consumption, the armor is lost
Today the smell is not of love, but it's spreading through the room
The substance is dependency, but it doesn't cause the high
In peaks of happiness, extreme euphoria
She's gone, my heart, arrhythmia frequently
Depression and overdose are compulsive and out of control
The level of my addiction turns me into a risk
Too bad the drug of love, there's no treatment
Abstinence from this chest, has become torment
I remembered the effects on the bedsheet
The smell is psychoactive, sweat pouring
Your skin excites, dopamine (I want a high dosage)
In the salience of consumption, the armor is lost

I know she will never come back
I will get tired of searching
Drinks, parties, now it's all the same
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick

Curves like your body, I haven't found anymore
Our love was complete, it was track and engine
I'm living the nights that are left behind
My heart is abstinence, for your warmth
I remembered the effects on the bedsheet
The smell is psychoactive, sweat pouring
Your skin excites, dopamine (I want a high dosage)
In the salience of consumption, the armor is lost
Smiles on my face, I guarantee much less
An impotence for you, that I admit
But in this boy's arms, your heart doesn't hurt
You took the cure, and this disease corrodes me
In your mouth it was strawberry, the ecstasy of love
The way I consumed you, increased the content
You marked my life (abstinence remains)
You in bed did (what no one else did in life)
I remembered the effects on the bedsheet
The smell is psychoactive, sweat pouring
Your skin excites, dopamine (I want a high dosage)
In the salience of consumption, the armor is lost

I know she will never come back
I will get tired of searching
Drinks, parties, now it's all the same
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick
Left this boy feeling sick

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