Holy whiskey Allow me to get high Takes me to the sky
The world is now a better place He left in disgrace Wishing just to disappear From now on he won't say cheers
Lie down in a deep sweet dream with the cuddle of a soft hard ground All the memories of the last night Is in his conscience, in the taste of his mouth
An idea made his min a mess So then he poured poison in his glass He sounded like he had no fear From then on just illusions and tears
Compositores: Braz Torres Neme (Braz Torres) (UBC), Diogo Prado Fleury de Andrade (Diogo Fleury) (UBC), Rodrigo Lopes de Andrade (Rodrigo Andrade) (UBC), Vitor Noah Moraes SandesPublicado em 2013 (03/Abr)ECAD verificado obra #14877357 e fonograma #3468240 em 06/Mai/2024