13.2.07

is hapinness a warm gun? bang bang shoop shoop...

e na rua a festa é regada à cocaína em bandejas de prata, pra todos que querem ver o poder do desespero... e nas mansões a festa é regada à cocaína em bandejas de prata, pra ninguém ver o poder da falta de respeito... e no meu coração a festa é regada a doce tarefa de sorrir. ouvir o tempo perdido entre a inocência e a malícia descomunal das missas de domingo, pra todos que querem ver o poder do amor. e mesmo assim eu ligo o meu mp3 player rosa pra tocar blackbird. porque por toda a minha vida eu só estava esperando esse momento aparecer...
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Blackbird
Paul McCartney
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.