Saturday, December 27, 2008

Nove chamadas não atendidas

"See ya later, innovator!"


Ou melhor: adeus.
E, dessa vez, é pra sempre.

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'It's ever so funny, I don't think you're special
I don't think you're cool
You're just probably alreyt, but under these lights you look beautiful
But I'm struggling, I can't see through your fake tan
And you know it for a fact that everybody's eating out of your hands...'

-Fancy seeing you in here, you're all tarted up and you don't look the same. I haven't seen you since last year and surprisingly you have forgot my name. But you know it and you knew it all along... Oh you say you have forgotten, but you're fibbing, go on tell me I'm wrong. I fancy you with a passion, you're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too. You're a fad, you're a fashion and I'm having a job trying to talk to you... But it's alright, put it all on one-side, everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes... Including mine.

-Hell yeah... Well, see ya later, innovator!

Músicas: Arctic Monkeys.

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