sábado, agosto 19

Musiquinha da tarde (de ontem) - produção (da vida)


Tungurahua - esta semana

It's all gonna break
Broken Social Scene
Broken Social Scene

It's all gonna break

When I was a kid
You fucked me in the ass
But I took my pen to my paper
And I passed you

You know I love the shit
'Cause the shit tastes so good
I've got pastures waiting in the woods

'Cause it's all...gonna break

Singers like the sound
Sounds like oh well
I know times like these are the hell

Waiting for tricks
The tricks look so good
I bet everyone's waiting in the woods

And they try to climb away
I'm coming over
The skies are red
And the skies are sober

Minds they fade
And minds roll over
It's good...

But it's all...gonna break

And I know that you're dying
I know that it's true
I know that there's seven thousand things
That you'd rather do

And I know
That you fuck
What you love
And you love
What you fuck

I'll keep 'em up good
I'll keep it true
I'll do everything in time
To see the view

'Cause I know
That the sound
Of your heart
Is a godI can trust
Like a man
Not a boy

I don't know
I'll just die
When the fire
Lives in our souls

'Cause it's all...gonna break

You want, you want
The lovely music
To save your lives...

Keep it coming
There is no light
To save your lives
Keep it coming

This is the light
To save your lives

Why are you always fucking those...

It's been such a long life
And we trust your heart
Is it whole?
And your love
Is just lust
You want
But you can't
You can't

Cause I feel
We've got
To get
Out of here

And why are you always...

*Sentado no carro, segurando um B.o.zinho com força, repentinamente, me veio...e ao chegar em casa a vontade de publicar estes bilhetes de colegial. são como livros*

* all broken*

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