"Every time I think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It´s no problem of mine but it´s a problem I find
Living a life that I can´t leave behind
There´s no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won´t set you free
But that´s the way that it goes
And it´s what nobody knows
While every day my confusion grows"
(cantou New Order em Bizarre Love Triangle)
Oitentinha, adoro. É nóis. Sussa.
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