I just throw the words
I only throw the words, the words
Sometimes I feel like a wolf is screaming and I look to see
If it accompanies me like Spain Unintentionally
I just thought that we are our story and the other way around
I have the symbol choked
If the calendar makes a mark, run
I become a thought and you don't see me
You see, they are keys
I feel inside a scream that I cannot interpret
If I cover my ears my freedom is gone
And if I ignore him he becomes an ogre and if I run away he becomes rap
And if I grow up I become Peter Punk
How my words feel to you
If you don't understand me, I don't understand you and at the same time reverse
That there are things that depend on the performer
Você, você e uma maestro do claquet
I can dance, but who Does he sing?
I move by impulses, I will recognize
That what I cannot do is be a gentleman
The man and the gent
And I feel inside a cry that I can't interpret
If I cover my ears my freedom is gone
And if I ignore him he becomes an ogre and if I escape he becomes rap
And if I grow up I become Peter Punk
And if I grow up I become Peter Punk
br/>If I don't follow it, my paths are erased, they go away
If I keep quiet it becomes a hurricane
And if I bind myself more and more my The bell will ring at my funeral
That what I don't want is to be eternal
(To fly)
I feel inside a scream that I cannot interpret
If I cover my ears My freedom is gone
And if I ignore him he becomes an ogre and if I escape he becomes rap
And if I grow up, look, girl, I become Peter Punk
And if I do, I ignore him, he becomes an ogre
And if I escape, he becomes rap
Let's fly, let's fly Peter Punk

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