Ardiloso

Saudades de escrever... tanto que aconteceu...
Tempo de ver o que que mudou nesta plataforma e ajustar.

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I am just a copy of a copy of a copy
Everything I say has come before
Assembled into something into something into something
I am never certain anymore
I am just a shadow of a shadow of a shadow
Always trying to catch up with myself
I am just an echo of an echo of an echo
Listening to someone's cry for help

Look what you had to start
Why all the change of heart?
Well you need to play your part
A copy of a copy of a
Look what you've gone and done
Well that doesn't sound like fun
See I'm not the only one
A copy of a copy of a

I am little pieces little pieces little pieces
Pieces that were picked up on the way
Imprinted with a purpose with a purpose with a purpose
A purpose that's become quite clear today

Look what you had to start
Why all the change of heart?
Well you need to play your part
A copy of a copy of a
Look what you've gone and done
Well that doesn't sound like fun
See I'm not the only one
A copy of a copy of a

I am just a finger on a trigger on a finger
Doing everything I'm told to do
Always my intention my intention your attention
Just doing everything you tell me to

Look what you had to start
Why all the change of heart?
Well you need to play your part
A copy of a copy of a
Now look what you gone and done
Well that doesn't sound like fun
So I'm not the only one
A copy of a copy of a

Look what you had to start
Why all the change of heart?
Well you need to play your part
A copy of a copy of a
Now look what you gone and done
Well that doesn't sound like fun
See I'm not the only one
A copy of a copy of a

(Look what you had to start) Look what you had to start
(Why all the change of heart) Why all the change of heart
(You need to play your part) You need to play your part
A copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a
(Look what you've gone and done) And look what you've gone and done
(Yeah, that doesn't sound like fun) That doesn't sound like fun
(Yeah, I'm not the only one) See I'm not the only one
A copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a

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I think I’m going back to California
Summer distant and it’s all far way
It’s all far
It’s all far
Far away

I think I’ll drift across the ocean now
Clouds looks so clear in your eyes
Let me bring you on my
Let me bring you on my friend

I think I’ll fly across the ocean
I can watch the sky turning grey
I think I’m going back
I think I’ll go back

I think I hear the whisper of old best friend
I think I hear the bells ringing in the square
California
California

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Never had you run so far but you really gotta get away
You know it in the nighttime running to it
Caught a rising star but then you let it drop into
The ocean now the water's running through it
Now you've gone so far you really had to get away you
Knew it in your lifetime running to it
Acting like you've come so far the bed you made yourself
And this house and me are all falling apart


Never thought you'd go so far but now you're really
Gone and it's been so long I never really think about it
Yeah you made a beating heart whatever now that amber
Light has faded and it's yours to commit it
Act like it stops and starts a gesture here and there
For me is one thing but I felt it every time you blew it
Now you've gone too far your urge to run away is back and we all knew

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Um nome estranho para uma banda interessante

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Cuidado porque fica no ouvido...


"Breezeblocks"


She may contain the urge to run away
But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks
Cetirizine your fever's grip me again
Never kisses, all do you ever send are full stops, la, la, la

Do you know where the wilds things go?
They go along to take your honey, la, la, la
Break down now, weep, build up breakfast now
Let's eat my love, my love, love, love, la, la, la

Muscle to muscle and toe to toe
The fear has gripped me but here I go
My heart sinks as I jump up
Your hand grips hand as my eyes shut

Do you know where the wild things go?
They go along to take your honey, la, la, la
Break down let's sleep build up breakfast now
Let's eat my love my love, love, love, la, la, la

She bruises, coughs, she splutters pistol shots
But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks
She's morphine, queen of my vaccine
My love, my love, love, love, la, la, la

Muscle to muscle and toe to toe
The fear has gripped me but here I go
My heart sinks as I jump up
Your hand grips hand as my eyes shut

She may contain the urge to run away
But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks
Germolene, disinfect the scene my love, my love, love, love
But please don't go, I love you so, my lovely

Please don't go, please don't go
I love you so, I love you so
Please don't go, please don't go
I love you so, I love you so
Please break my heart, hey

Please don't go, please don't go
I love you so, I love you so
Please don't go, please don't go
I love you so, I love you so
Please break my heart

Please don't go, I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so, I love you so
Please don't go I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so, I love you so, I love you so

I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so
I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so

I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so
Please don't go, I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so, I love you so
Please don't go, I'll eat you whole
I love you so, I love you so, I love you so

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