No one can stop me now. I’m flying straight to the sky. Your destructive criticism won’t bring me down right now. I’m flying to the moon. Neither them nor they managed to bring me down.
I believe in my potential. I’ve finally found myself.
I know my life is bitter like cinnamon, like a nightmare that runs through my head every day, but I’m achieving my success. (Believe in me now?)
Hold me like a mother cat and lick me every morning, because my feline body is still fragile. But I’m achieving my success. (Believe in me?)
Dreams don’t always come easy. I’ve been looking for somewhere I could feel safe.
Nightmares come frequently like premonitions. That’s what my great-grandmother always said.
No one imagines what my life is like right now. I’m at the federal university or in Paris — you just have to decide.
And about success: my life isn’t sweet like cinnamon. It feels like an endless nightmare. Remember me. I got into the federal university. (How do you see me now?)
Hold me like a mother cat and lick me every morning, because my feline body is still fragile. But I’m achieving my success. (Believe in me?)
My life isn’t sweet like cinnamon, it feels like an endless nightmare, but I’m achieving my goals now. (Do you believe in me now?)
I’ve finally found myself.
My life isn’t sweet like cinnamon, it feels like an eternal nightmare. I’m achieving my goals. (Do you believe in me now?)
Hold me like a mother cat and lick me every morning, because my feline body is still fragile. But I’m achieving my success. (Believe in me now?)
Goals
Judson Kaique, 08/01/2026