Kid Abelha
Sentimental Education
Uniforms
I always listen to the same records
I rethink the same ideas
The world is very simple
br/>Nonsense doesn't bother me
You get tired of my model
But I swear, it's not my fault
I'm just one of the gang
I repeat what I I listen
And I don't understand you well
How many uniforms will I still wear
How many ready-made sentences will explain to me
Will one day we meet
When soldiers take off their uniforms to play
My dance, my style
And little else matters to me
I clean my boots
I'm nobody without them
You're surprised by my hair
it's just that I came out of another story
The heroes on my blouse
They're not the ones you wear
And I don't understand you well

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