Ok, confesso-me uma meretriz do consumo, uma rameira de espaços comerciais, no fundo uma vendida hipnotizada por coisas boas. Manias...
Aqui fala-se de tudo ou escreve-se, desde o assunto mais sério até ao mais idiota. Venenosamente Idiota
Hello again, Its you and me Kinda like how it used to be Sippin' wine, killin' time Tryin' to solve lifes mysteries
How's your life? Its been a while God, it's good to see you smile I see you reaching for your keys Looking for a reason not to leave
If you don't know if you should stay If you don't say what's on your mind Baby just breathe, There's nowhere else tonight we should be You want to make a memory
I took out this old photograph Look at all the hair we had It's bittersweet to hear you laugh Your phone is ringing, I don't want to ask
If you go now, I'll understand If you stay here, I've got a plan [Make A Memory lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
You want to make a memory
You want to steal a piece of time You can sing the melody to me And I can write a couple lines You want to make a memory
If you don't know if you should stay And you don't say what's on your mind Baby just breathe Theres nowhere else tonight we should be we should be, we should be
You want to make a memory You want to steal a piece of time You can sing the melody to me And I can write a couple lines
You want to make a memory You want to make a memory
Grita o xor Dalai Lama: " Gostoooooo muitooooo de tiiiii beeeetttttt" Levanta-se o xor .. ups, a xora, epa, lol, levanta-se aquela coisa chamada Castelo Branco e grita " GOSTAS A MERDA, DA BETY GOSTO EU , COMES MERDA OU CHEIRA-TE A PALHA ? SOOOOOO EU GRITOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOSTOOOO DE TIIIIII BETTTTTTTTTTy"