remember the time we were
on the stairs of your house
we were smoking weed
hidden from your mother
you said you feel like a bad boy
for smoking
but you didn't seem to know what
you were doing and i just laugh at you
until some kids knocked on your door
and we thought it was your mother
god, i've never been so afraid
but then we lay in your bed laughing
like two idiots
i miss this
- você sabe quem eu sou