:)

o vinho não era bom
a banda não tinha tom
mas tu fizeste a noite apetecer
mandaste a minha solidão embora
iluminaste o pavilhão da aurora
com o teu passo inseguro
e o paraíso no teu olhar

Slow Show

[Can I get a minute of not being nervous

and not thinking of my dick]

Porque esta vai ser a melhor de sexta.

This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes
Trying to think of you
This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes

The English are waiting
And I don't know what to do
In my best clothes
This is when I need you

The English are waiting
And I don't know what to do
In my best clothes

I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope
I'm the new blue blood

I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November
I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over
[The National]

Ressuscitou.

Eu. Passado um mês.

"I thought I could organize freedom
How [Stupidity] of me"