"Nestas impressões sem nexo, nem desejo de nexo, narro indiferentemente a minha autobiografia sem fatos, a minha historia sem vida. São as minhas confissões, e, se nelas nada digo, é que nada tenho que dizer." Bernardo Soares

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quinta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2009

me....and me... and me...

Do you eat sleep

do you breathe me anymore?

do you sleep

do you count sheep anymore?

do you sleep anymore?

do you take plight on my tounge like lead?

do you fall gracefully into bed anymore?

I saw you as you walked

across my room

you looked out the window -- you looked at the moon

and you sat on the corner of my bed

and you smoked with the ghostin the back of my head

Now i don't know and

i don't care

if i ever see you again

i don't know and

i don't careif i ever will be there

do you eat sleep

do you breathe me anymore?

do you sleep do you keep me anymore?

you kick my foot under the table

i kick you back can't say that

i'm ableto stand for you

or fall for you ever again

wish for a perfect setting

wishing that i am letting you

take me where you want me all over again

you can't give yourself

absolutely to someone else

Now i don't know and

i don't careif i ever will see you again

i don't know and i don't care

if i ever will be there

i saw you as you walked across my room

you looked out the window -- you looked at the moon

and you sat on the corner of my bed

and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head

do you eat sleep

do you breathe me anymore?

do you sleep

do you count sheep anymore?

do you sleep anymore?

i don't know (do you eat sleep do you breathe me anymore?)

and i don't care (do you sleep do you count sheepanymore?)

if i ever will be there (do you sleep anymore?)

will be there

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