I come home
Everyone is sleeping
I ask god to
Still have wine.
There is something different here
But nothing has changed
The clothes are still scattered
Bottles and glasses thrown
There seemed to be a hurricane
Last night, no one survived.
Drunk friends taking turns
Between the bed and the floor
Completely dirty
Of cigarette ash.
No, there is nothing wrong
That's right, here is where i should be.
No, this is not a sin
It's just the way you think.
Someone raises
Asks for a cigarette
I think i have some
Stored here.
I make a call
"where is your credit card, friend?
Today we'll spend it all "
We are not defeated
The party do not stop
The show must go on
We're like clowns
In the midst of this world
The city center is full
Stand up everybody
Let's start all over again.
No, there is nothing wrong
That's right, here is where i should be.
No, this is not a sin
It's just the way you think.
Waiter, please bring more vodka
Tonight is the night
We will not back down
That night, my friends and i want to dance
And someone to fuck.
No, there is nothing wrong
That's right, here is where i should be.
No, this is not a sin
It's just the way you think.
It's just the way you think.
It's just the way you think.
It's just the way you think.
No, there is nothing wrong.
