Why, tell me why,
Did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing over night.
You're thinking of me,
The same old way.
You were above me.
But not today.
The only difference,
Is you're down there.
I'm looking through you,
And you're nowhere.
sem inspiração até dizer chega, colocando a culpa nos hormônios, esperando o tempo passar.
tudo na vida é for now.
Até logo…
Há 2 anos
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