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:: Terça-feira, Março 04, 2008 ::
Finalmente depois de um bom tempo de estrada, sofri um acidente. Ok, ainda tenho mãos para escrever aqui.
Lembro de uma vez em 1992 quando meu primo bateu com o carro que eu estava de carona, estava tocando no toca-fitas, o cassete de A-HA in Brazil - Cry Wolf.
Desta vez estava tocando:
"Bruise Pristine"
The means are right for taking, fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
Cast a line with a velvet glove
Reading like an open book, in the hands of love
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
encore [echoed]
Means are right for taking, fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
(Placebo)
:: ceciliano queiroz [+] ::
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