In life, bro
Everything is unpredictable, you know
It's no use planning anything
(Nothing) it will happen
Naturally

Don't worry if the back seat turns into a rave
If I've already repeated this song several times
From here to four it's a mess
The window will shake the whole street

Excuse my high, uoh
Fuck insomnia, uoh
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve
And I raise the level, of the unpredictable

Excuse my high, my high
Fuck insomnia, insomnia
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve this whole shit

From me, you can expect everything
Except what you're thinking right now
And the summary is much more than a long story to tell
It's the taste of displeasure, and the dawn
It's like a kiss with a taste of vodka
Because I learned early to escape from logic
To have as my greatest fear the methodical routine
And I saw that the secret of a solid life
Is to break statistics, let the world spin
Have you ever thought if I stopped on those rainy days
When the mud was a problem and the Sun insisted on shining?
Life scared more than the dark alley
But provoking me madness is just another gift

If the back seat turns into a rave
If I've already repeated this song several times
From here to four it's a mess
The window will shake the whole street

Excuse my high, uoh
Fuck insomnia, uoh
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve
And I raise the level, of the unpredictable

Excuse my high, my high
Fuck insomnia, insomnia
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve
And I raise the level, of the unpredictable

I may be stupid
But to be honest
I don't know what you think
But I know what I want
I go after what matters
Another part, I wait
Today I win the world and then a yellow V12

Live your dream and fuck insomnia
We learn, we get hit
Back seat is Babylon
Another resident of this long gypsy life, damn
Headed for the next day
Excuse my high
From a crazy weekend
Troubled truck, the firm changes scene
Uncertain to lose in the game, when in love you already win

If the back seat turns into a rave
If I've already repeated this song several times
From here to four it's a mess
The window will shake the whole street

Excuse my high, uoh
Fuck insomnia, uoh
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve
And I raise the level, of the unpredictable

Excuse my high, my high
Fuck insomnia, insomnia
Because those who sleep, dream
Those who live, achieve
And I raise the level, of the unpredictable

Tribe of the Periphery in Cachu
'Thank you

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