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BLABLALA: 01/01/2006 - 02/01/2006
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Sábado, janeiro 14, 2006. This mess we're in. Can you hear them? I'm in New York. No need for words now. We sit in silence. In the eye directly. I think it's Wednesday. The mess we're in and. The city sun sets over me. To you now baby. And I have seen. Of this mess we're in and. The city sun sets over me. What were you wanting? I just want to say. Don't ever change now baby. I don't think we will meet again. And you must leave now. This mess we're in and. The city sun sets over me. So nos e k sabemos.
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BLABLALA: 12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
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Domingo, dezembro 12, 2004. Two jumps in a week. I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy? Flying on your motorcycle,. Watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition,. Kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror,. You're turning into something you are not. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry. Drying up in conversation,. You will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces,. If you wanna try.
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BLABLALA: 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
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Domingo, outubro 31, 2004. Honey, It's been a long time coming. And I can't stop now. Such a long time running. And I can't stop now. Do you hear my heart beating. Can you hear that sound. Cause I can't stop thinking. And I don't look down. And then I looked up at the sun. And I could see. Oh the way that gravity turns for you and me. And then I looked up at the sky and saw the sun. And the way that gravity pulls on everyone, on everyone. Baby, It's been a long time waiting. Such a long, long time. My he...
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BLABLALA: 03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
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Segunda-feira, março 21, 2005. Since you been gone. Here’s the thing, we started out friends. It was cool, but it was all pretend. Yeah yeah, since you been gone. Dedicated, you took the time. Wasn’t long till I called you mine. Yeah yeah, since you been gone. An all you’d ever hear me say. Is how I picture me with you. That’s all you’d ever hear me say. But since you been gone. I can breathe for the first time. I’m so moving on. Thanks to you, now I get what I want. Since you been gone. Sick, Sick, Sick.
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BLABLALA: 11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
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Domingo, novembro 14, 2004. I'm all at sea. Where no-one can bother me. If only for a day. Just me and my thoughts sailing far away. Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul. Please just leave me right here on my own. Later on you could spend some time with me. If you want to. I'm all at sea. Where no-one can bother me. I sleep by myself. I drink on my own. Don't speak to nobody. I gave away my phone. Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul. Please just leave me right here on my own. If you want to. Know ...
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BLABLALA: 04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
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Quinta-feira, abril 29, 2004. O essencial disto e k ng s lembra d mim. Posted by purpurinas @ 6:45 da tarde. Ver o meu perfil completo. So nos e k sabemos. Sick, Sick, Sick. Make It Wit Chu.
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BLABLALA: 01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
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Domingo, janeiro 30, 2005. Ela tinha uma amiga. Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria. Que era quem me atendia quando eu telefonava. Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria. A quem ela dizia para dizer que não estava. E quando eu insistia, e não desligava. Era sempre a Maria. Que me mentia e me consolava. E perguntava o que é que eu lhe queria. Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria. Que nunca sabia por onde ela andava. Ela tinha uma amiga chamada Maria. De quem se servia quando me enganava. Era sempre a Maria. Uns olh...
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BLABLALA: 09/01/2005 - 10/01/2005
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Domingo, setembro 18, 2005. Who am I to need you when I'm down. Where are you when I need you around. Your life is not your own. And all I ask you. Is for another chance. Another way around you. To live by circumstance, once again. Who am I to need you now. To ask you why to tell you no. To deserve your love and sympathy. You were never meant to belong to me. And you may go, but I know you won't leave. Too many years built into memories. Your life is not your own. Who am I to need you now. I lost my faith.
