you could be happy and I won't know;
but you weren't happy the day I watched you go.
and all the things that I wished I had not to said; are played in loops til it's madness in my head.
is it too late to remind you how we were?
but not our last days of silent screaming blur.
most of what I remember makes me sure that I should've stopped you from walking out the door!
you made me happier than I'd been by far.
somehow, everything I own, smells of you;
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true.
do the things that you always wanted to;
without me there to hold you back, don't think just do!
more than anything I want to see you take a glorious bite out of the whole world. ♪
'por exemplo, uma música com uma letra bem singular tocando num lugar bem simbólico; como se fosse um sinal ou uma cruel piada divina?! pois é...'
mensgaem oculta.
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