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‘She’s got her halo and wings
Hidden under his eyes
But she’s an angel for sure
She just can’t stop telling lies
But it’s too late for his love
Already caught in a trap
His angel’s kiss was a joke
And she is not coming back

Because heaven sends and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now

Yeah she’s got a criminal mind
He’s got a reason to pray
His life is under the gun
He’s got to hold every day

Now he just wants to wake up
Yeah, just to prove it’s a dream
Cause she’s an angel for sure
But that remains to be seen

Because heaven sends and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now

Stupid on the streets of London
James Dean in the rain
Without her it’s not the same
The same, the same, but it’s alright

Because heaven sends and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now

Again and again’

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marcas ou momentos

ontem assisti ao concerto da minha vida

post-it

triste

triste é perceber que só uso este blog para desabafar o peso do mundo* nos meus ombros, sem nunca (me) servir para aliviar.

há-de chegar o dia em que me deixo disto, daquilo e de outras coisas que tais.

 

ponto

as pessoas que me são mais intímas são as que menos sabem do que se passa na minha vida

(…)

da noite*

back with memories

my flamboyant