...podia ser dedicada... mas não é
She had something to confess to
But you don’t have the time so
Look the other way
You will wait until it’s over
To reveal what you’d never shown her
Too little much too late
Too long trying to resist it
You’ve just gone and missed it
It’s escaped your world
Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don’t want you to adore me
Don’t want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I’ll do it on my own
I have played in every toilet
But you still want to spoil it
To prove I’ve made a big mistake
Too long trying to resist it
You’ve just gone and missed it
It’s escaped your world
Muse muscle museum
But you don’t have the time so
Look the other way
You will wait until it’s over
To reveal what you’d never shown her
Too little much too late
Too long trying to resist it
You’ve just gone and missed it
It’s escaped your world
Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don’t want you to adore me
Don’t want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I’ll do it on my own
I have played in every toilet
But you still want to spoil it
To prove I’ve made a big mistake
Too long trying to resist it
You’ve just gone and missed it
It’s escaped your world
Muse muscle museum
posted by Ana_Ferreira @ 5:59 da tarde
1 Comments:
At 10:23 da tarde,
Anónimo said…
Ai mulereee.. a musica faz-nos flutuar, divagar, repousar, etc.. A musica demonstra um pouco do que somos! Eu vivo para a música, ela acompanhou-me sempre em todos os momentos e nca consegui viver sem ela.. O meu maior amor.. Esta música não está dedicada, podia ser.. Quem nos toca na alma, quem nos tocou, quem nos tocará?! A vida está cheia de surpresas.. Quando menos se espera.. :) Quem desapareceu poderá não voltar e quem aparece poderá estar para ficar :) Beijinhux
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