Cada que vez que oiço esta música no iPod, de prefência a rebentar com os tímpanos, lembro-me de um bar fabuloso, perdido (sim, esta é a palavra certa!) num 4º andar de um prédio quase devoluto no Porto, em frente ao Coliseu. Eu sei, eu sei... são muitos maus hábitos estes. Mas eu gosto!
It’s late and it’s loud, got to get away
I’m scared, i’m not proud, of every day
I’m colouring in empty pages
Just giving my time for the wages
I don’t want to, want you ever to see me cry
It was always, always going to be goodbye
I didn’t think twice when you kissed me, once
Immune to advice, hearing foreign tongues
You lifted my life from the madness
A sweet golden light out of sadness
I don’t want to, want you ever to see me cry
‘Cause it was always, always going to be goodbye
You’re not aloud to see
You had the best of me
It doesn’t matter now
I didn’t give a damn
‘Cause life is all a sham
I’m always wrong somehow
I don’t want to, want you ever to see me cry
It was always, always going to be goodbye
I don’t want to, want you ever to see me cry
It was always, always going to be goodbye
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olá sam. estou agora a ouvir For the Wages. Já conhecia Alpha (culpa tua), mas esta tinha-me escapado. Estrondosa!! Grande abraço, zebega.
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