Текст и перевод песни niLL - Atari Level 2

Atari Level 2

Grau dispara
Melhor não disparar

Abaixa esse olhar, melhor não disparar
Se acontecer com a gente alguém vai se machucar
Porquê te ofereci o mundo, te acendi um cigarro
Mas ela disse não, que só queria o bairro
Sou mais um sobrevivente é claro
Que os dilúvios que somente faz de dia no claro
E era pra ser diferente eu acho
Mas entre nós infelizmente
Nem todas as partes se encaixam

Não me ligue mais, eu tô cansado de atender
E ai que vem a história clichê, odeio clichê
Eu erguia ela um império, ela assistindo tv
Eu planejava o jantar e ela só escolhia o prato que ia comer
Isso também é um pouco culpa da internet
Que criou o zé povinho high-tech
Matou o amor a moda antiga no mouse pad
Deixou os coração mais vazio igual locadora de VHS.

Que eu levo as coisas um pouco a sério de mais
E odeio quando elas ficam todas iguais
Escolhendo o traje da noite pra te agradar
Ralph Lauren ou camisa de brexó já dá
Pra prever a sensação do fim
Quando a mente fala mais que o coração é assim

Smoking on the window,
Rolling down the street
Rolling the blunt that for us and not for me
I want you on my window, passing me the zip
You give me the weed, you're the girl that rescued me

Ainda me perco nos seus ares
Aí sigo formando pares, até que o cabo de rede nos separe
É tão bom

Ainda me perco nos seus ares,
Aí sigo formando pares, até que o cabo de rede nos separe
É tão bom

Atari Level 2

Gray fires
Better not to fire

Look down, better not to fire
If something happens to us, someone is going to get hurt
Why I offered you the world, I lit you a cigarette
But she said no, that she only wanted the neighborhood
I am one more survivor, of course
That the floods that only happen during the day in the clear
And it was supposed to be different, I think
But unfortunately, between us
Not all the pieces fit together

Don't call me anymore, I'm tired of answering
And that's where the cliché story comes in, I hate clichés
I was building her an empire, she was watching TV
I was planning dinner and she was just choosing the dish she was going to eat
This is also partly the fault of the internet
Which created the high-tech common man
Killed old-fashioned love on the mouse pad
Left hearts emptier than VHS rental stores.

That I take things a little too seriously
And I hate when they all become the same
Choosing the outfit of the night to please you
Ralph Lauren or a thrift store shirt will do
To predict the feeling of the end
When the mind speaks more than the heart, it's like that

Smoking on the window,
Rolling down the street
Rolling the blunt that for us and not for me
I want you on my window, passing me the zip
You give me the weed, you're the girl that rescued me

I still get lost in your airs
So I keep forming pairs, until the network cable separates us
It's so good

I still get lost in your airs,
So I keep forming pairs, until the network cable separates us
It's so good