Thursday, September 28, 2006

A vida é uma arte...tente não fazer dela um lixo...

Wherever you are you will carry alwaysTruth of the scars and darkness of your faithSlowly move on, how did we get to here?It all went wrong, gravity claiming all your tearsEverything looks so much better now, looks so much better nowYou will get yoursYou will get yoursYou will get yoursYou have no right to ask me nowYou were never that aroundAnd I have missedReality daytrips and your suit me, suit me waysTurn out the light switch, we've been awake for daysAnd no one's coming round here no more, no one's coming round hereYou will get yoursYou will get yoursYou will get yoursYou will get yoursYou have no right to calm me downYou were never that aroundAnd I have missed, I have missedChorus:Cold contagiousAll the mighty mighty menWhat you save iswhat you lose out in the endCold contagiousCold contagiousPaint your perfect dayI don't mind thisI'm better off by the wayI'm deeply grounded(You will get yours)Repeat ChorusCold contagious...