Eu gosto da noite... da madrugada... mas não posso deixar de notar que sinto solidão...
"Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself"
Roads, by Portishead
P.S: Sinto vontade de chorar ouvindo essa música... amo...
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