Eu perco o chão...
Eu não acho as palavras...
Eu ando tão triste... eu ando pela sala....
Eu perco a hora.... eu chego no fim...
Eu deixo a porta... aberta...
Eu não moro mais em mim....
(eita porra)
Eu perco as chaves de casa... eu perco o freio...
Estou em milhares de cacos eu estou a o meio...
Onde será que você está agora...
A.Calcanhoto (acho)
.Alcoholic kind of mood ********
lose my clothes, lose my lube *
cruising for a piece of fun ***
looking out for number one
different partner every night **
so narcotic outta sight
what a gas, what a beautiful ass. *
And it all breaks down at the role reversal, ****
got the muse in my head she's universal, ******
spinnin' me round she's coming over me, me. **********
B.Molko
.Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know;
She tells herself..
Oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She loved him, yeah... She don't want to leave this way ************
She needs him, yeah...that's why she'll be back again ************
Can't find a better man
E.Vedder
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