Well, it's still kinda cold over here, and its amazing how the cold from outside is warm compared to what I keep inside. So far from what I'm supposed to be, so lost like I always imagined, opening the fridge in the middle of the night and gettin a beer... collecting them, my partners over the sarcasm nights.
Step by step and I walk backwards, frozen like a hatred mask, pepper in my eyes and some weird dreams. Wake up brother.
Gabriel Andreolli e Alysson Klein.
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