terça-feira, 25 de novembro de 2008

i'm not an addict

No quarto da memória vivem esquissos de sons...
Tanto de mim é música.!Sons do agora, do passado, do futuro. Sons intemporais, sons de passagem, sons de sempre...
Este ecoava há uma década_ num rasgo de recordação_ recrio esse momento:

Breathe it in and breathe it out
And pass it on, it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're high above but on the floor
It's not a habit, it's cool,
I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
The deeper you stick it in your vein
The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain
I'm in heaven,
I'm a god
I'm everywhere,
I feel so hot
It's not a habit, it's cool,
I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
It's over now,
I'm cold, alone
I'm just a person on my own
Nothing means a thing to
I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
Free me, leave me
Watch me as
I'm going down
Free me, see me
Look at me,
I'm falling and
I'm falling.
It is not a habit, it is cool
I feel alive
I feel...It is not a habit, it is cool
I feel alive


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