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potencial de Hidrogénio (pH)

mr brigthside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

Cause I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I never...
I never...
I never...
I never...

(Mr Brightside, The Killers)

7

(Love Is a Number, White Rose Movement)

drama em 4 estações

(Dare mo shiranai, 2004)

bate o pé no compasso da música, segura a cabeça com a mão esquerda e volta a olhar para a porta. passa-se o tempo entre um golo de gin, o acender de um cigarro e uma linha de letras. mais um olhar em frente, em direcção à porta, antecipando a chegada de quem sempre pertenceu a tudo. vira a página. pousa a caneta em sinal de coragem - a hora chegou.
só ele não.