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
Hold on love Even when i cry all night Even when i say i don't love you Just hold on love So my head gets a little cloudy And the drink goes straight to my heart The the words come like a runaway train In the dark Just hold on love Even when i scream and fight Even when i swear i don't love you Just hold on tight And when the darkness falls over Like a storm cloud in my head Something inside says it's easier To push you away but stay and Hold on love Even when i cry all night Even when i swear i don't love you Just hold on love Just hold on love Just hold on love