sexta-feira, 25 de março de 2011

The last drink

When do you come?
I want you right now.
I'm feeling so alone
and I don't know how.

When you're by my side,
everything seems lost.
I know, it's my pride
and it'll cost.

Your smile is fake,
your love is blind.
My heart won't shake,
it's all in your mind.

I'm fine with this drink.
Don't come home today.
It's better if you think
that I believe what you say.


Autor: Lucas Braga

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