When it rains it pours,
And I feel like I've been drowning,
Since you've been gone.
I believed in love and happy endings,
But that ended when it all went wrong.

Now in the dead of the night,
The pain gets a little bit stronger,
I spend a little longer thinking about you,
And when the music plays,
It don't hit in the same way,
You took the soul from the song,
And the words right outta my mouth.

When the cold wind blows,
Without an arm to wrap around your shoulder,
It feels a little colder than it did before.
I wish I knew, if there was something I could do,
To stop my mind reminding me you're not here no more.

Now in the dead of the night,
The pain gets a little bit stronger,
I spend a little longer thinking about you,
And when the music plays,
It don't hit in the same way,
You took the soul from the song,
And the words right outta my mouth.

It’s been three days since I saw the light,
It’s like I only come alive at night,
Like a dog on a city street,
Keeping my head low and dragging my feet.

Falling through the cracks,
Since you upped and walked away,
Right back to the lonely girl you met that day,
I’d rather have not met you than feel this way.

It’s been three days since I saw your face,
Can't shake the vision of you packing your suitcase,
You said you don't know what you want,
I said I didn't want a broken heart.

Falling through the cracks,
Since you upped and walked away,
Right back to the lonely girl you met that day,
I’d rather have not met you than feel this way.

BR:

Diretamente das ladeiras do morro da Conceição Recife Pernambuco Brasil
a vida do crime não leva nada irmão
consciência pra favela
liberdade pros irmãos
to ligado viu

Eu vou pro baile eu to ligado vc não vai vai hoje não
Eu vou pro baile DMC vc não vai representa
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai salve BS
Eu vou pro baile negão mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile

Eu vou no baile vc não vai fica em casa ai caraiii
ta ligado quem manda no baile
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce
quem manda e o pai cade voce

Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile ficar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile sobe encima voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile desce embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile negão quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile quicar embaixo voce não vai
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile
Eu vou pro baile libera o baile
Eu vou pro baile

Fui numa festa muito loca chegando la encontrei

Sabe o que que eu vi ai pirei ai pirei ai pire ai pirei

libera o proibidão porque é conexão

também tem o baile funk que se chama o pesadão
e o pesadão irmão nome dele sanguebom

bagulho é muito doido esse bicho ta no tom
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii
ta no tom ta no tom ta no tom libera caraiii

Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai
Eu vou pro baile mais tu não vai

cade voce
cade voce
cade voce
cade voce
cade voce
cade voce
cade voce
cade voce

Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile vc não vai
Eu vou pro baile negao mais tu não vai
cade voce
cade voce

Favela Favela Favela também é arte

ENG:


Directly from the slopes of Morro da Conçeição Recife Pernambuco Brazil
the life of crime takes nothing brother
awareness for the favela
freedom for brothers


I'm connected, see

I'm going to the dance, I'm connected, you're not going, you're not going today
I'm going to the DMC dance, you're not going to represent
I'm going to the dance, you're not going, save BS
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance

I'm going to the dance, you're not going, stay at home oh man
It's up to you who's in charge of the dance
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you
who is in charge and the father where are you

I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, stay below, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, get on top, you won't go
I'm going to the dance, come down, won't you go?
I'm going to the dance, nigga, bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance to bounce under you won't go
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance
I'm going to the dance, release the dance
I'm going to the dance

I went to a really crazy party and when I got there I found

Do you know what I saw, oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I freaked out oh I

freaked out

release prohibition because it is connection

There's also a funk dance called Pesadão
and the heavy brother his name is good blood

This thing is crazy, this thing is in tune

it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man

it's in tone it's in tone it's in tone release man

I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going

I'm going to the dance but you're not going
I'm going to the dance but you're not going

where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you
where are you

I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, you're not going
I'm going to the dance, deny it, but you're not going
where are you
where are you

Favela Favela Favela is also art

Down on your luck,Beggin' for a meal,Nobody helping' ya,They don't see the appeal.
Wayfaring drifter,Won't you sing me the blues,go on paint me a picture,Yeah tell me the news.
Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,Come what may.
No one to trust,Oh so cold and alone,Always a boom or a bust,Now all your chances are blown.
Holding' out hope,That you will redeem,Manifest a thousand ways of,Livin' the dream.
Driving big fast cars,Heavy on the wheel,Blast off and out of here,Ah how good would that feel.
Ain't no mistaken',What I came here to say,Ain't no vows that i'm breakin',Yeah come what may.
Home is where the heart is,Yeah that's what they say,You must be a fighter,Come what may.Home is where the heart is,Your bed wherever you lay,Spread a little sunshine,
Oh come what may.