They pass right through you like a ghost.
They look for you, but your spirit is in the air.
Baby, you're nowhere.
Oh, love, you say in love there are no rules.
Oh, love, sweet-heart, you're so cruel.
Desperation is a tender trap
It gets you every time.
You put your lips to her lips
To stop the lie...
Sabe dor nos rins? Então, se o motivo for saudável e não de doença, é tudo.
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