[Intro]
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem, vem ca, rapaz!
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem ca, rapaz!
[Verse 1]
This is not political it's just that I, I
Demand attention when I walk into a room
And it's not that I can't play ball hard, it's just that I don't want to
And the more I think about this pressure love I don't want you
And I can't have you and that's what hurts the most
I cannot show you these things I boast
I'll throw my heart out, keep my head up, I cannot fuck up 'cause
[Chorus]
I, I got what you need boy (Baby, I do)
But I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that)
I, I got what you need boy (Baby, I do)
But I will only bring on the rain
[Verse 2]
So I'll prefer to run this road rough around the edges
Good for something, but too good to give it to you
You run your own course at your own pace, but I just got impatient
See, I wanted to explore
Forsake you, forsook you, abate you, dissipate you
So turn fate around, I believed that I was free of you (Not)
I still believe in those days on benches at sunset or the waves in July - or was it March?
We weathered weathers and storms real and imagined, such fragile tenderness
You are truly blessed
I stress this as I blow you this kiss as I blow it in the wind, mwah
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem, vem ca, rapaz!
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem ca, rapaz!
[Verse 1]
This is not political it's just that I, I
Demand attention when I walk into a room
And it's not that I can't play ball hard, it's just that I don't want to
And the more I think about this pressure love I don't want you
And I can't have you and that's what hurts the most
I cannot show you these things I boast
I'll throw my heart out, keep my head up, I cannot fuck up 'cause
[Chorus]
I, I got what you need boy (Baby, I do)
But I will only cause you pain, yeah (I promise that)
I, I got what you need boy (Baby, I do)
But I will only bring on the rain
[Verse 2]
So I'll prefer to run this road rough around the edges
Good for something, but too good to give it to you
You run your own course at your own pace, but I just got impatient
See, I wanted to explore
Forsake you, forsook you, abate you, dissipate you
So turn fate around, I believed that I was free of you (Not)
I still believe in those days on benches at sunset or the waves in July - or was it March?
We weathered weathers and storms real and imagined, such fragile tenderness
You are truly blessed
I stress this as I blow you this kiss as I blow it in the wind, mwah
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