Viluje Oficial - Áilopin

Sui Generis

Deserto calmo igual água do Saara
Miragem fria e gelada igual um tapa na cara
Não entendeu a visão?
Achou um doce e se perdeu no mundo de ilusão

Em um quadrado 7 as 7 da manhã
Bongando a lucidez ao som do Djavan
Ela bota minha camisa e diz que é minha fã
Deita aqui e vamo logo pro ménage à trois

E eu, que sempre fui um cara meio perturbado
Conversei com demônios e anjos lado a lado
Joguei um truco com a morte e sigo invicto

Daqui de cima eu moro o globo ocular
Nada me pegará, se eu observar
A inveja é um fardo que eles vão carregar
Como nós jamais serão!!!

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