February 2012
39 posts
“how many years can some people exist, before they’re allowed to be free?”
Say you don’t need no diamond rings, and I’ll be satisfied Tell me that you want the kind of things, that money just can’t buy I don’t care too Much for money Money can’t buy me love
I loved the way you looked at me And I miss the way you made me feel When we were alone And I’ll shiver like I used to And I’ll leave him just for you And I’ll shiver like I used to Just for you
So you take me by the hand Take me places I don’t know
I will take all The blame this time Cause it was my fault And you were kind It’s not hard searching for a reasonTo believe that I’m something Cause I don’t gamble like I used to But I still do things that I shouldn’t do That I shouldn’t do
Cause you said to me Can’t we work it out? Won’t you talk to me? What’s this all about?
So you take me by the hand Take me places I don’t know
“A polícia só existe pra manter você na lei, lei do silêncio, lei do mais fraco: ou aceita ser um saco de pancada ou vai pro saco. A programação existe pra manter você na frente, na frente da TV, que é pra te entreter, que é pra você não ver que o programado é você. Acordo, não tenho trabalho, procuro trabalho, quero trabalhar. O cara me pede o diploma, não tenho diploma, não pude estudar. E...
Well I no longer hear the music when the lights go out Love goes cold in the shades of doubt
