I had a glimpse of happiness, then I lost it in a sea of emptiness.

I was left with a life filled with boredoom.

All these weekly walks by the mall near my house, hoping for a nonexistent call to save me from it all.

Back and forth, I go. Back and forth on these familiar faces: same barbershop, same gym, always

sneaking out in the same old part of the town.

My secret spot, my hidden gems, meeting all these college friends I wonder if they've gotten

sick of me.

Life filled with boredoom

Life filled with boredoom

 Olha lá, pro primo tirar a foto.

 Olha!

 Bota aqui, aqui, pra ele tirar a foto.

 Bota assim, ó

 Pro primo tirar a foto!

Life filled with boredoom

Life filled with boredoom

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