«We're caught in a trap
And I can't walk out until
I collect the missing clues
It's you, it's you
And I worked to make it work
And I let myself get hurt
And kept sinking deep in you
.
All of my friends keep telling me that
"There's nothing to it"
But if this is love, it ain't enough
And I can't go through with it can't keep it up
We're at the party, they're playing the songs
And we're right here
But we never get to dance
.
We just sit and stare
.
You won't love me when I'm older
You always settle for the thrill
And while you sit there drinking water
"You cruel, you careless man"
I am trying hard to swim
.
I've sorted it out
Like they say
"you know... lo_ove bu_urns
like most good things do"
But then it's you
It's you on my window, it's you on my hallway
It's you on the rearview mirror talking
It's you on the radio in all the songs we've been through
.
But you won't love me when I'm older
You always settle for the thrill
And while you sit there drinking water
"You cruel, you careless man"
I am trying hard to swim
.
You won't love me when I'm older
You always settle for the thrill
So go ahead and choke on water
"You cruel, you careless man"
You will end where I begin»
David Fonseca
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Hoje estava a ouvir esta música e lembrei-me de ti... Porque às vezes as memórias gravadas na pele não são suficientes para viver... E quando as palavras já não servem de nada é preciso ter força para seguir em frente. É precisa muita mais coragem para desistir do que para continuar uma luta que não existe... Porque até para lutar são precisos dois! E para te ajudar estamos cá nós, os amigos. Sempre que precisares.
Este post hoje é para ti, mor*
just let him choke on water...
