Não é necessário que saias de casa. Fica
à mesa e escuta. Não escutes, espera apenas.
Não esperes, fica em silêncio e só. O mundo
virá oferecer-se a ti para que o desmascares,
não pode fazer outra coisa, extasiado, ´
contorcer-se-á diante de ti.
Franz Kafka, "Aforismos"
sexta-feira, 4 de setembro de 2009
Is This It?
Can't you see I'm trying?
I don't even like it. I just lied to
Get to your apartment, now I'm staying
Here just for a while
I can't think 'cause I'm just way too tired
Is this it?
Is this it?
Is this... it?
Said they'd give you anything you ever wanted
When they lied, I knew it was just stable children
Trying hard not to realize I was sitting right behind them
Oh dear, can't you see? It's them it's not me
We're not enemies; We just disagree
If I was like them all pissed in this bar
He changes his mind, says I went too far
We all disagree
I think we should disagree, yeah
Is this it
Is this it
Is this it
Can't you see I'm trying?
I don't even like it. I just lied to
Get to your apartment, now I'm staying
Here just for a while
I can't think 'cause I'm just way too tired
Fuck, this is it.
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The Strokes. :)
sim, a música ajudou. Obrigada pelo conselho e pelo apoio. *
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