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Encher o quarto com as tranqueiras
que você não usa mais
besteiras que acumula
ja incomodam
e já é tempo de cê percebe
que o teu problema é dormir de novo
sem perceber
Dias e dias pra pensar em nada
sinto que é o final
longe do ideal
não pise nas linhas
equilibrio pra ser mais
e o teu problema é dormir de novo
e o conforto é tentar
a reforma da casa
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Submotile - Tramonto
03:47
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Somewhere down at the end of this stormy road
I might find some peace for this crowded mind
Soft and warm it’s flowing through my fingers now
And I see us in this sunny picture now
You are always too far away to feel like I
could talk to you of all I wish for us and
hope is growing just looking at how he seems
to understand this final act of joy
Please tell me what brings you here at the bottom of me
Give me your hand and we’ll leave right when tramonto sets on us
All is quiet I can close my eyes until I
hear the faint sound of this tidal waves
simple steps resuming from the silence of the
light that cracks away from my sense of time
Bringing forth the essence of this scent of yours
I am standing at the edge of my final thoughts
Casual waking is the end of my sleep for now
But I’ll remember this shot across the bow
Please tell me what brings you here at the bottom of me
give me your hand and we’ll leave right when tramonto sets
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The Voltage - God's Glue
04:21
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God's glue, God's pain
A pale sun, lights my way
Sunday comes, like a sweet flame
Another face, another trace
God in me, but the devil in you
A love so hard but a magic glue
Is God a fantasy in your faith?
The same face, another stranger
Deep inside, you like to be alone
Watch this guy, he stole your songs
Seven fears, write seven songs
The same light, you come and go
You hate those girls, but allow these kids
They know you and make you complete
Those good times when you had a friend
I bring you to hope
I can't lose myself, again
Tomorrow, I can't lose myself
When you stare at me, you can see my soul
It's black and white, it's like a stone
Radio voices are talking to me, they call me now
And I can't resist
You sing and dance, all dressed in white
It hurts my ears, it burns my eyes
Flesh and bones, head in pain
Sick of flying, runaway
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Are we going to a new stage?
Or returning to where we’ve been before?
I carry the world upon my shoulders
And what do the world gives me back?
How many times you wondered
These days could be our lives
And then i think about when it started
I’m surprised it has gone way too far
And why is it so hard?
Why is it so hard?
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Polystyrene - Gravity
05:05
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DJ6 - My Bed
03:19
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My bed is broken
And I don't know if I can fix it
My lens is open
And I don't see how to predict
My bed is broken
And don't know if I can fix it
My lens is open
And I see I can't predict
And I can't go
Without you, you know
I can't blame myself
For being so swell
Everything will be alright
Everything will be just fine
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Wake up to the sun, even though it's raining outside
Just when clouds are bursting out loud, all we've got to do is hide
I feel the weight of your head on my shoulder
Smell the taste of salt on your skin
Got to tell you, I dont mind feeling older
as long as I can keep this routine
Summer's on my lips
for the winter in your ears
if your summer's relating to my mine
We can even undress if you're willing to swim as seasons are taking their time
Again it's almost Saturday night
Plenty of things for us not to do
You have all these blankets and wine
I brought Godfather parts 1 and 2
We can even undress if you're willing to swim as seasons are taking their time
Glowing and flowing and fucking like heaven down in a town by the sea
I can pretend this is lasting forever
You can pretend we are free
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The Alberto - The Sun
02:42
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When I woke up early this morning
what I saw , I saw the sun.
When I woke up early this morning
what I saw , I saw the sun
You are coming back in a week or two ye ye!
You are coming back in a week or two ye ye !
It's what I see , ye ye!
It's what I feel
It's what I see yeee is what I feel.
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Fishes can dance
It depends on the sound
Whales can drive
It depends on the ground
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The Books - La La Life
02:21
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Must be nice being you
Must be nice in your car
Your job is so cool
It must be nice to fuck your wife
But I prefer my fuckin' life
My pathetic life…
My useless life…
My wasted life…
Must be nice there on top
Penthouse in the air
You think you’re the boss
All the world at your beck and call
But I prefer my fuckin' life
My pathetic life…
My useless life…
My wasted life…
Must be nice being free
No worries at all
So you can see
No call no bores, no cares at all
But I prefer my fuckin' life
My pathetic life…
My useless life…
My wasted life…
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I wanna stay with the rain
You hold my heart with shaky hands
It slips and you don’t even pretend
I wanna stay with the rain
She is coming down again
How can I want to go somewhere
If now I’m here and don’t find my legs
Can you feel my face rolling around your mind?
I’ll be your ghost for a precious time
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Number 4 - Blond Hair
01:36
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Blond Hair
Blond Hair in my soul
Voices in my ears
Noises calm me (wtf??? Canto uma porrada de sssss que não sei donde saíram tantos)
Giving me peace and happiness
Blond hair-like an angel, baby
Bared like the Wind
You’re in my way
You`re talking to rainbow
Make me smile for you
Make me ask your name
I want you in my House
Cos you're the light that puts me up
And make me be an angel
Blond hair on my face
Let me see his fancy
He’s crazy with a Child Voice
Blond hair in my Life
Blond hair on my face
Let me see his fancy
He’s crazy with a Child Voice
Won’t you give me your Blond hair …..
Won’t you give me
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Pluto reactions under the water
explode millions
of shining stars
of shining stars
Shaking hands can be the start
shaking hands
amazing lights
the smallest part could me my heart so low
never felt so
Shaking hands can be the start
shaking hands amazing lights
Closing eyes game over game over
(Pluto reactions
under the water
explode millions
of shining stars
of shining stars)
the smallest part
could me my heart so low
never felt so
Pluto reactions
under the water
explode millions
of shining stars
of shining stars
(Closing eyes game over game over)
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SE TE ENCONTRO HOJE
NO DOBRO DO TEMPO
METADE DOS NOSSOS ERROS
SE OLHARMOS UM PRO OUTRO
VEM TUDO DE NOVO
METADE DOS NOSSOS EGOS
NÃO BORROU
NEM SUMIU
NÃO SEI
DE QUE CANTO PARTIU?
SE ENTRARES POR ESSA PORTA
SENTARES AO MEU LADO
REESCREVA O MEU PASSADO
SENTADA AO MEU LADO
REESCREVAS MEU PASSADO
SÓ ACREDITO VENDO
SENDO O SENTIDO
TODO O INVISÍVEL
QUE ESTÁ PARTIDO
DE QUE CANTO PARTIU?
DE QUE CANTO PARTIU?
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Um polvo gigante tomando sorvete
subiu sem querer na escada rolante
todos os dias são bons
Dançando em castelos suntuosos
espalhando macarrão pelo chão
todos os dias são bons
Dance como se ninguém estivesse te olhando
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THE GRANDEST FORM OF ACTIVE FORCE
FROM TAO COMES THEIR ONLY SOURCE
WHO CAN OF TAO THE NATURE TELL?
IT MAY BE FOUND
IT MAY BE FOUND
PROFOUND, IT IS DARK AND OBSCURE
THINGS’ ESSENCES, THEY ENDURE
THOSE ESSENCES, THE TRUTH ENFOLD
OF WHAT, WHEN, SEE, IT SHALL BE TOLD
IT MAY BE FOUND
IT MAY BE FOUND
IT MAY BE FOUND
IT MAY BE FOUND
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A rapa do juá me deixou lombroso
A rapa do juá me deixou lesado
A rapa do juá me deixou grilado
A rapa do juá me deixou lombroso
A rapa do juá me deixou insano
A rapa do juá me deixou revolto
A rapa do juá me deixou cansado
A rapa do juá me deixou lombrado
A rapa do juá me deixou sequelado
A rapa do juá me deixou no osso
A rapa do juá me deixou tão moço
A rapa do juá me deixou no osso
A rapa do juá!
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Fellini - Longe
02:56
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Com meu bigode turco
levarei uma coisa pra você
na praia
um presente, uma concha
eu fumo, trago um cigarro no lábio
descuidado
sou um marujo
a caminho de Galápagos
Onde você esteve?
Longe
de novo?
Onde você esteve?
Longe
Pode ser, na falta de conchas
uma tartaruguinha verde
que vá morder seu dedo branco
enrugado
de água do mar
você está na praia de Karakum
em Sinop, "cuja areia vulcânica negra
era misturada à argila para fabricar
ânforas". Sonhei com você, maiô quase
de criança
branca contra o céu escuro
uma tarde num ancoradouro
lambido pela água quente de um dos
oceanos
qual?
Onde você esteve?
Longe
De novo?
Onde você esteve?
Longe
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Vulkano - Punk Aborígene
03:03
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I was wondering if you could face it
anything that makes sense is a lie
in a little while to be naked
have an empty time and it's all mine
Is she waiting for the next train?
telling ugly words with a smile
is she trying to convince them
she's not blind
she's not blind
Fuck off
leave that
I wanna see no doubt
no this is not a doll
but try hard
be smart
believe me
this is not the way to get me
Takes forever just to be aware now
not so tight not so tight
with an empty pill, I heal my sadness
yet not die yet not die
Fuck off
leave that
I wanna see no doubt
no this is not a doll
but try hard
be smart
believe me
this is not the way to get me
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Spllash! - Toda Puta
02:14
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Toda puta mora longe
Sua braguilha tá aberta
Tá precisando de um “cruzo”
Mamadinha e perna aberta
De tardinha ela é mãe Beth
Joga carta e lê Tarot
Na madrugada é princesinha
Lá na rua do Ouvidor
Mamadinha sensual
Arco iria de prazer
Eu realizo seus desejos
Eu vou lhe fazer tremer
Cross-dressing crossdressing
I do you wanna
Rock n roll
Toda puta toda puta
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Santa Pipe - Free Hands
03:10
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Free hand
Five-point shadow blinding
Won't let me slip away (2x)
Free hand
I'm falling under your spell
Won't let me slip away (2x)
Pretends to show its arm
But never make amends
No need to compromise if it's never ever been
Far beyond our eyes, free hands
Free and born to fight, free hands
Free hand
Five-point shadow blinding
Won't let me slip away (2x)
Uncalled for free hand touch
Uncalled for, barely felt
Yet drawing its own line
Brought by its own command
Far beyond our eyes, free hands
Free and born to fight, free hands
Mistaking love for poison
Not understanding all the pain
Cut the ropes of time, Free hands
Free hands
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Hector comeu um sol
Sorriu e ficou vermelho
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Tá gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te machucar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi por te amar
Ta gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te maltratar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi pra te ver sonhar
Mas talvez eu seja meio bandido
Meio travado, meio reprimido
Mas talvez eu esteja arrependido
de tudo aquilo que fiz e não fiz com você
Tá gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te machucar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi por te amar
Ta gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te provocar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi pra te ver sonhar
Mas talvez eu seja meio bandido
Meio travado, meio reprimido
Mas talvez eu esteja arrependido
de tudo aquilo que fiz e não fiz com você
Tá gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te machucar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi por te amar
Ta gostoso, coração?
Eu não quis te maltratar
Eu só quero que você entenda
Tudo o que fiz foi pra te ver sonhar
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