She tried, he denied for there was someone else, and he knew that this was the only fact that really bothered her. She insisted, he persisted and denied again, he could not give in, not anymore. But 'we all have a weakness' and she knew exactly his.
He gave in, he gave her everything, shared once again his world, showed her every street, every corner, everything...
...but he knew it wouldn't last, for now there isn't anyone else, not to him. He forgot everything that was before, she forgot everything that came to be. He loved, she played, he stayed, she went away...again.
Although he is sad...this time he was ready, he knows her in ways she does not. He stands without falling, waits without crawling. Waits for someone who will give anything for everything she threw away everytime she had it.
"...I guess it's okay I puked the day away/I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way..." (The Used - Buried Myself Alive)
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"SO GET UP! Forget the past!
Go outside and have a blast..."
Já diziam os Undergound Sound of Lisbon, nos anos 90.
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