Of everyone I see
on the street
and on TV, yeah
I remember when you came
You taught me how to sing
Now, it seems so far away
You taught me how to sing
I'm tired of being so judgmental of everyone
I will not go to sleep
I will train my eyes to see
That my mind is as blind as a branch on a tree.
On the other side
The strokes
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sobra muita falta em mim também.
a começar as pessoas serem um tédio.
tenho um plano de mata-las.
quer entrar?
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