I come home Everyone is sleeping I ask god to Still have wine. There is something different here But nothing has changed The clothes are still scattered Bottles and glasses thrown There seemed to be a hurricane Last night, no one survived. Drunk friends taking turns Between the bed and the floor Completely dirty Of cigarette ash. No, there is nothing wrong That's right, here is where i should be. No, this is not a sin It's just the way you think. Someone raises Asks for a cigarette I think i have some Stored here. I make a call "where is your credit card, friend? Today we'll spend it all " We are not defeated The party do not stop The show must go on We're like clowns In the midst of this world The city center is full Stand up everybody Let's start all over again. No, there is nothing wrong That's right, here is where i should be. No, this is not a sin It's just the way you think. Waiter, please bring more vodka Tonight is the night We will not back down That night, my friends and i want to dance And someone to fuck. No, there is nothing wrong That's right, here is where i should be. No, this is not a sin It's just the way you think. It's just the way you think. It's just the way you think. It's just the way you think. No, there is nothing wrong.