quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2007

Você achou que eu morri?

Oi povo!!!
Sim , eu sei que eu sumi , desapareci , tomei chá de sumisso mas é que as coisas na facul estao apertando. Desculpa por isso gente!!!
Mas voltando a um pouco de cultura por aqui.
Eu ja viciei meio mundo nessa musica e vou viciar vocês tambem. Essa musica é tudo!
E é cultural já que é uma musica de uma cantora meio alternativa , a Fiona Apple.



Pra quem é Sing Along como eu ... ai vai a letra.
Que a Lua ilumine a noite de vocês como iluminou a minha



Fiona Apple - Paper Bag
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality i knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works
When it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today,
Looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to
mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel
justified
Come on put a little love here in my void" -He said
"It's all in your head", and I said "So's everything"
-
But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works
When it costs too much to love
-Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are just too shaky to
hold
-hunger hurts, but starving works
When it costs too much to love
-Hunger hurts, but i want him so bad it kills
Cuz i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
i got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works,
When it cost too much to love.

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