quarta-feira, 1 de junho de 2011

Suedehead • Morrissey






Suedehead Morrissey
Why do you come here
And why, why do you hang around?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh
Why do you come?

Why do you telephone
And why send me silly notes?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh
Why do you come?

You had to sneak into my room
'just' to read my diary
It was just to see, just to see
All the things you knew
I'd written about you
Oh so many illustrations
Oh but
I'm so very sickened...Oh, I am so sickened NOW

It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
Suedehead Morrissey 

Só sei que foi assim!!!
Me sinto tão você hoje, Morrissey! A minha reação foi a mesma sua: ler o Pequeno Príncipe (por incrível que pareça, está na cabeceira de minha cama), sair a fotografar a arquitetura urbana. Após um final de semana surreal!


Tô passada..kkk
Mas passa

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