Inside my…

Rhymes with vibes

Gostaria

Gostaria de ser pintor
e ter como eternizar teu sorriso
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Gostaria de ser escritor
e rimar tudo o que sinto
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Gostaria de ser artista
você representa a doçura que trouxe para minha vida
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Gostaria de ser uma pessoa melhor
assim, faria sentido isso tudo
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Mas o que posso fazer
é ser o melhor que posso, para tentar de fazer entender
que, se hoje é eu quem fica sorrindo
com certa facilidade de dizer o que sinto
é por que tu trouxeste inspiração para esse pseudo-artista
que hoje lembra teu nome e tudo rima

Exorcise

I really try my best
to prove to myself,
“I am not part of the rest”
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Everyday, it’s like a battle
me against an army
a thousand demons
that’s trying to convince me that I have no reason
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I do my best
to don’t give up, to stay blessed
walking trough the dark valley
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Everyday, it’s like a battle
me against an army
a thousand demons
that’s trying to convince me that I have no reason
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“A war that you cannot win”
it’s their hymn
but they choosed the wrong one to mess up
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Everyday, it’s like a battle
me against an army
a thousand demons
that’s trying to convince me that I have no reason
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Theyr hymn became a screaming
but, I cannot listen them
because my heart have a louder beat
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Everyday, it’s like a battle
me against an army
a thousand demons
that’s trying to convince me that I have no reason
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I find a reason to keep going
I don’t need feel bad or something to worry
I am not a priest, but I can exorcise this damn shit
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Letter

Send to me a letter
tell me good news
something nice, to make me feel better
something great, that will give me chills
about the drawing that you make with clouds
about how your cheeks get red
thinking about what you have to said
to the girl with pretty hair
how easily she take out your air
the beauty of this kind of dispair
that love make us feel
so, please
share with me
this lovely things
stay away from negativity
but, if you really need
send me a line or two
about how you want feel
and I promise, that I will
do everything that I can, to put a smile into your face

Detrimental

Sentimental, detrimental
this society like to put you down
even if you are part of royalty and wear a crown
in a place full of clowns
there’s no place for pierrot
you dying looking for love
and have only sulfur, tears and sorrow
and more sadest than this
is to see that have so many that want to follow
this path
without care
that have a bad end

Not just a game…

Self destruction never felt so sweet
and you don’t even need
13 Reasons to feel it
it’s in the air, it’s is in the media
“a sad bitch that deserve it”
are this shit real? are this shit the real deal?
try to search in wikipedia
“…is a state of low mood
aversion to activity that can affect a person’s thoughts…”
why it’s so hard to the world to understood?
that depression isn’t just a silly joke
it’s real, a state of mind, a wound into our soul
that won’t heal
with jokes and bullies, with shallow discuss
or stupid games with bad ends
they use the image of “blue whale”
to fed up their sick sense
of “a nice game”, just a game…
Sickers, creepers, without care
these motherfuckers play with who just need to share
the pain inside, the pain that is to heavy to carry
and thinks that suicide is the only way…

The Bleed of Envy and Empty

Please, let me blind and deaf
give me only my tongue to eat
break all my bones and cut off my hands
let me dying slowly, alone, I am not part of the elite

Bleed, envy of everything
that become nothing
no sense become the path
that lead us without north

Voice, the voice became
the wind that blow me away from what I want
“better dead, better”
Is all that what this awful partner said

Bleed, envy of everything
that become nothing
no sense become the path
that lead us without north

Utopia of a Sober Moment Before the Hysteria

Keep spinning, singing about the last evening
when the pain of mistress finally finds the end
without care about who gonna listen
about the seven sins
and the burn of the last cigarette into your skin
drunk, keep drinking
no head itch, if it really have the kind of importance
ignorance is bliss, so let’s pretend that we miss
the last ten seconds of soberness
mess, don’t have a carpet
to put all this mess below, oh no
the warm of the flame
of the ignorance is leaving
and giving us the moment of clarity
that living into the utopia
is the worst part of our inner hysteria…

No precisa undertender

Twice a week
I think about desistir
Oh, sorry
portuguese is my native language
maybe this night without sleep
make me think
in bilingual poem, without care
if this thing will make sense
dor is simple to understand
pain is easy to enxergar
a wound without scar
uma cicatriz que nunca vai sarar
depression it’s the mark
the kind of kharma
that have no need of translatition

Delete me

Oh God, my darling, my dear
It’s wrong when I think about
my duty in feed my fear
about how wrong am
thinking about how unnatural
punish me because I am so abnormal
full of disease that no one care
living a constant nightmare

InsideOut

So sad
a pretty sun outside
and a endless rain
inside my head…