Roda Dourada (वर्ज़न 2)

Verse

Concrete ringed with amber heat

Gold on the rim where my tires meet

Engine breathing fire down low

City hums like a live wire row

Every heartbeat matches every beat

I chase it till the daylight bleeds

Nothing left but the wheel and need

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it rising through my chest?

This is how I keep from going west

Tell me one more time why we started this

I already know, I'm not listening enough

Chorus

Roda dourada, circle of gold around the night

Spinning till daylight burns everything white

Hold the line, don't let go

Roda dourada, moving slow

Verse

Dust on my collarbone where the sunline breaks

Neon fading soft where the favela shakes

Every block I roll through turns to chrome

I'm a flame that feeds off this endless drone

Bass in my chest like it's living inside me now

Nobody here is watching for sunrise somehow

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it rising through my chest?

This is how I keep from going west

Tell me one more time why we started this

I already know, I'm not listening enough

Chorus

Roda dourada, circle of gold around the night

Spinning till daylight burns everything white

Hold the line, don't let go

Roda dourada, moving slow

Bridge

No clock on the wall here, no name to save

Just the hum and the turn, just the drift I crave

Sirens fade to a murmur beneath my feet

This is where the silence turns into speed

Chorus

Roda dourada, circle of gold around the night

Spinning till daylight burns everything white

Hold the line, don't let go

Roda dourada, moving slow