Empty hoe, good soul

I've been walking through the clouds

De todos os tipos

Especialmente as que cho(ram)vem, não aguentam tanta pressão

Algumas mais densas que outras

Mais bonitas que outras

Algumas que nem aparecem direito

Outras tão intensas que emocionam de ver

Das que imitam coisas até às mais abstratas

Eu vim andando no céu

Voando nostálgica

Mas agora eu desci

Minhas asas foram cortadas

Pois viver nas alturas era tão perigoso

It's about low times

Always a constant pain and a few white and pink relieves

My brain is melting and my heart is falling in to pieces

But my life is ending and my soul is rough

Everybody gets high, why the hell can't I?

Most of the time i feel like im a fraud

Like every single thing is just a lived dream

I wish i could live in my real dreams

I feel like everything in my life is fake

Tudo passa tão rápido

Even the problems

They are so superficial

But it fucks me up every single time

I try to be strong

Actually I have to be strong

Is not like I have other choice

I wanna be good 

I wanna give myself to the the world

But I end it up in the darkness

Just making the same mistakes

Making stupid actions

Que eu jurei nunca fazer

And seeing demons that are just in my imagination

But for me is very real 

The demons are real 

But my life is so fake

Tão automática 

My relations are real

The feeling is real 

Eu me entrego de verdade 

But when I think as a memory

It just seems a fake dream

And the actual dreams

Seems so real

And I really like then

I wish I could live there

I wish she could call me hers 

But she calls me friend

I don't blame her 

I call her friend too

Não posso cobrar isso dela 

But the feeling...

Isso me deixa louca

Às vezes

Quando eu paro pra pensar

When it gets real

Because otherwise

It's all fake

All superficial

My feelings are so fake to me

Será que eles sentem isso?

Será que pra eles é real?

Do they feel that?

All this fakeness?

Because I feel it

And it fucks me up really hard

Sometimes

When it gets real

Mas quando passa tudo volta ao normal

O automático entra em ação de novo

Maybe is just because I'm sleepy

And because of some shit that I watched before writing this was a pure trigger of something that I created in my head that got real for me u know

I am crazy to believe it?

That's it

I'm over

Back to the real fake life.

(Porque agora eu tenho que revisar tudo isso, over and over again) 

And when my thoughts are too heavy to handle,

About her eyes

About her smell 

About the way she makes me curious

But all that I have from her 

Are forgotten memories