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.*. Um pouco de mim mesma .*. |
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.*. Humor .*. |
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.*. Já era .*. |
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.*. Quase sempre revirando .*. |
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.*. Vota um pouco, vai... .*. |
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.*. Indica ai!!! =) .*. |
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.*. Röländö .*. |
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.*. Meu mural .*. |
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.*. Bagulhinhux do meu coração!!! .*. |
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.*. Cüriösidädës .*. |
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Que vcs sejam unidos, na loucura e na neurose. ..
Na embriagues e na lucidez...
tre ser preso e ter o dom de se libertar.Na viajem desvairada,a fumaça e no gosto amargo da boca no dia seguinte...
No alcool,e nas consequencias que faz a noite ser muito rapida.
Na dúvida e nunca na certeza.
Na saudade consumida,no medo da morte sofrida,e da vida mal vivida.No ato de jogar tudo pro alto e gritar k se foda. Na omissão de sentimentos só revelados no interior de nós e na conversa na madrugada em meio a fumaças cinzas e copos.No acreditar k a vida se segue não em destino não alguém impondo,fale isso,faça aquilo...
Schëilinhä... às
12h54
How could i know...
Reformulation, re-arrange the game you`re in
Let us start from begin with confidence you`ll win
That`s the reason you were born
Cause Jesus Christ, man
Won`t be coming back no more
He set up his proper laws
And you know well that he did
Just what he should have done
As I was growing and my hair was getting longer
I was feeling so much stronger
I could carry my guitar and I knew that I could sing
But, hey, how could I know
The wind would blow with the rain?
Hey, how could I see
What would they make out of me?
When I was little
Used to dream I was a King
Now they taught me how to sing
Think I`ve lost most everything
I could ever asked for
You`ve got pencil, your guitar, your amplifier
Searching for the lousy liers
You`ll set this word on fire
Like Nero did to Rome
Hey, how could I know
My eyes could see in the dark?
Hey, don`t press on me
I`m not to blame can`t you see?
It`s been too long now
Since the latest reb has gone
Who knows you`ll be the next
To go down in history? 
Scheila!
Schëilinhä... às
17h46