Mudando a musica

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A musica é Sour Times, dos Portisheads. Não vou escrever mais nada sobre isso... nem me sinto com vontade para tal.



To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtises that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cause nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cause nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Who... am I, what and why
Cause all I have left
is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times

Cause nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide

...Cause nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do
Cause nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you
Nobody loves.. me
Its true
Not, like, you... do

(Sour Times, Portishead)