Here comes that feeling again That´s alright it´s part of the game Everyone is partying hard I don´t belong to this carnival Wish I could pretend I´m having fun Yeah... but in the end It’s all in my mind
Maybe you´re just gettin´old Don´t believe a single word They tell you There´s nothing for me here It is time to disappear While you´re drinking I´m driving All the way back home
It seems all the same to me People are strange And the strange is me Wonder if it´s really true Noboy cares if I´m feeling blue Rather be at home smoking weed Yeah... but in the end It’s all in my mind
Maybe you´re just gettin´old Don´t believe a single word They tell you There´s nothing for me here It is time to disappear While you´re drinking I´m driving All the way back home
After all the sun will rise And I really need to find Some fresh air Shall we climb up on the hill And enjoy the pretty view together
Compositores: Rodrigo Girondi Cerqueira (Rodrigo Cerqueira), Luis Felipe Machado Almeida ECAD: Obra #2305157 Fonograma #994495