Compositor: Emmily Barreto / Cris Botarelli / Rafael Brasil
Oh no, I just get in trouble
I guess it’s better not to know
I guess we shoulda left unknown
Oh no, I just get in trouble
My hands are not clean anymore
I think it’s time for you to know
What you get
What you feel
Will be lost
Will be real
Will be stuck
Through it all
We may love
And be cruel
We be lust
We’ll be bruised
We’ll be stuck
Through it all
You have to stop this shit my heart bends
It bends and it bends until someday it breaks
Would you do? Would you do? Would you do?
Would you do me this little favor
You fool, you fool, you fool
How low, you don't even bother
To act like I'm someone you know
Don't wanna go through this no more
Hell no, once again in trouble
I wonder how I got so numb
I wonder if I'm in control
What you get
What you feel
Will be lost
Will be real
Will be stuck
Through it all
We may love
And be cruel
Will be lust
We’ll be bruised
We’ll be stuck
Through it all
You have to stop this shit my heart bends
It bends and it bends until someday it breaks
Would you do? Would you do? Would you do?
Would you do me this little favor
Wou fool you fool you fool
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, I just get in trouble
Oh no, we just get in trouble