7.9.06

lovefool

não deu pra tirar uma linha...



i don't know what you're looking for
you haven't found it baby, that's for sure

you rip me up, you spread me all around
in the dust of the deed of time
and this is no case of lust you see
it's not a matter of you versus me
it's fine the way you want me on your own
but in the end it's always me alone

i'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
i'm losing my baby, losing my favourite game
i only know what i've been working for
another you so i could love you more
i really thought that i could take you there
but my experiment is not getting us anywhere
i had a vision i could turn you right
a stupid mission in a lethal fight
i should have seen it when my hope was new
my heart is black and my body is blue
and i'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
i'm losing my favourite game
you're losing your mind again
i'm losing my baby, losing my favourite game
i'm losing my favourite game (losing my favourite)
you're losing your mind again (i try)
i try but you're still the same (i try)
i'm losing my baby
you're losing a saviour and a saint

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Anônimo disse...

"E atravessou a rua com seu passo tímido
Subiu a construção como se fosse máquina
Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes sólidas
Tijolo com tijolo num desenho mágico
Seus olhos embotados de cimento e lágrima"