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O meu estado civil é intermitente. Tanto faz sol., como faz wyfb.
O que não me impede de pensar em sapos. Ou rãs. Têm muito mais charme, as rãs.
Ou, como diria o outro, suit up.

Cause I'm bored

I'm bored
Come on, let's get highhhh

(os pensamentos que surgem nestas alturas, ahn, fascinantes).

O que implica ter que ouvir as ladaínhas mundanas alheias.

Estou terrivelmente irritada e ainda nem são 11h d manhã...deve ter algo a ver com ressaca musical/anita mamã/ código do trabalho/ quem mexeu no meu pão/ quero hibernar neste inverno.

A mim aconteceu-me o mesmo

"This House Is A Circus"




This house is a circus, berserk as fuck

We tend to see that as a perk though. Look

What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend

And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck

We tend to see that as a perk though. Look

What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend

And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end



Looking for trouble and there's lovers to be had

Those ones next to us are such lovely lads

Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze

And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways

And we're forever unfulfilled

Can't think why

Like a search for murder clues

In dead man's eyes

Forever unfulfilled

And can't think why

Like a search for murder clues

In dead man's eyes



The more you open your mouth

The more you're forcing performance

All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)

Now that we're here, we may as well go too far



Wriggling around just so that you won't forget

There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect

Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue

Struggling with the notion that it's life not film



This house is a circus, berserk as fuck

We tend to see that as a perk though. Look

What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend

And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck

We tend to see that as a perk though. Look

What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend

And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

 
Mas principalmente a primeira linha, diz tudo, e cada vez mais. Thumbs up, everybody.


Segundo um gajo, a culpa é do Hitler.
Se não houvesse Hitler, não havia II Guerra, não havia Nato, não havia cimeira, e havia concerto de Arcade Fire.
Eu cá ia mais longe, mas eu e a teoria da causalidade adequada nunca nos demos bem.

Como diria o Markl, crómo...

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