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Posted by failman at 23 August 2010

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não achei a letra

Posted by failman at 23 August 2010

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GOSTAVA TANTO DE VOCÊ
Tim Maia

Nem sei porque você se foi
Quantas saudades eu senti
E de tristezas vou viver
E aquele adeus, não pude dar

Você marcou na minha vida
Viveu, morreu na minha história
Chego a ter medo do futuro
E da solidão que em minha porta bate

E eu! Gostava tanto de você
Gostava tanto de você

Eu corro, fujo desta sombra
Em sonho vejo este passado
E na parede do meu quarto
Ainda está o seu retrato

Não quero ver prá não lembrar
Pensei até em me mudar
Lugar qualquer que não exista
O pensamento em você

E eu! Gostava tanto de você
Gostava tanto de você

Não sei porque você se foi
Quantas saudades eu senti
E de tristezas vou viver
E aquele adeus, não pude dar

Você marcou na minha vida
Viveu, morreu na minha história
Chego a ter medo do futuro
E da solidão que em minha porta bate

E eu! Gostava tanto de você
Gostava tanto de você

Eu corro, fujo desta sombra
Em sonho vejo este passado
E na parede do meu quarto
Ainda está o seu retrato

Não quero ver prá não lembrar
Pensei até em me mudar
Lugar qualquer que não exista
O pensamento em você

E eu! Gostava tanto de você
Gostava tanto de você
Eu gostava tanto de você…

Posted by failman at 23 August 2010

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ASSIM CAMINHA A HUMANIDADE
Lulu Santos

Ainda vai levar um tempo
Pra fechar o que feriu por dentro
Natural que seja assim
Tanto pra você quanto pra mim

Ainda leva uma cara
Pra gente poder dar risada
Assim caminha a humanidade
Com passos de formiga e sem vontade

Não vou dizer que foi ruim
Também não foi tão bom assim
Não imagine que te quero mal
Apenas não te quero mais

Ainda vai levar um tempo
Pra fechar o que feriu por dentro
Natural que seja assim
Tanto pra você quanto pra mim

Ainda leva uma cara
Pra gente poder dar risada
Assim caminha a humanidade
Com passos de formiga e sem vontade

Não vou dizer que foi ruim
Tampouco foi assim assim
Não imagine que te quero mal
Apenas não te quero mais
Não mais

Não vou dizer que foi ruim
Também não foi tão bom assim
Não imagine que te quero mal
Apenas não te quero mais
Não mais
Nunca mais

Posted by failman at 18 August 2010

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a partir dos 4:20

antes ele conta do encontro com o miele

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Posted by failman at 12 August 2010

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Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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BABY I’M YOURS
Breakbot feat. Irfane

I thought I had it altogether
But I was led astray
The day you walked away
You were the clock
That was ticking in my heart
Changed my state of mind
But love’s so hard to find

Your feelings change like the weather
Went from clear to grey
On that cloudy day
How can I go on
With that bomb in the palm
Love’s so hard to find
When someone’s on your mind

Listen baby
Your wish is my command
Baby won’t you understand
That your wish is my command
What can I do to make
My baby understand

Something tells me that I’m dreaming
I can see us there
Waving unaware
Of problems that have a tendency to keep
Keep the truth confined
Far from our minds

You need someone you can believe in
This i do declare
Trust me i’ll be there
The road that leads to heaven can be so steep
I will help you climb
Change your state of mind

Listen baby
Your wish is my command
Baby won’t you understand
That your wish is my command
What can I do to make
My baby understand

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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YOU HELD THE WORLD IN YOUR ARMS
Idlewild

Every face
Even the one you saw yesterday
It looks different today
Cause everything’s changed since yesterday
In every possible way
Things seem different today
Not like yesterday

Is consideration
More like an exception
Of consideration?

You held the world in your arms tonight
And what if you held the world in your arms?

When you’re secure do you feel much safer?
But days never change and it’s three years later
It’s like your life
Hasn’t changed and it’s three years late
How does it feel to be three years late?
And watching your youth drift away
What seems different, seems different today?
What seems different, seems different today?

Is consideration
More like an exception
Of consideration

You held the world in your arms tonight
And what if you held the world in your arms?
You held the world in your arms tonight
And what if you held the world in your arms?
Tonight
Tonight

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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BRAIN
The Action

Take your brain, it’s time to go
And you don’t have long to go

Remember me
Remember me
Cuz I’m the one who made you see
Remember me

Hang your brain, up in the sky
Hang it up, hang it high

Remember me
Remember me
Cuz I’m the one who made you see
Remember me

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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EVERLONG
Foo Fighters

Hello
I’ve waited here for you
Everlong

Tonight
I throw myself into
And out of the red out of her head she sang

Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow how you wanted it to be
I’m over my head, out of her head she sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in

And now
I know you’ve always been
Out of your head, out of my head I sang

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

And I wonder
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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CRYING LIGHTNING
Arctic Monkeys

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory you were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed on the last of your pick and mix
You said “You’re mistaken if you’re thinking that I haven’t been called ‘cold’ before” as you bit into your strawberry lace
Then offered me your attention in the form of a gobstopper
It’s all you had left and it was going to waste

Your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged
And I loved that little game you had called “Crying Lightning”
And how you liked to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I caught my own reflection it was on its way to meet you, thinking of excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself from the side but your profile could not hide the fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache, stood and puffed your chest out like you’d never lost a war
Although I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction there was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called “Crying Lightning”
And how you liked to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting, but not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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THE LOST ART OF KEEPING A SECRET
QOTSA

I’ve got a secret, I cannot say
Blame all the movement to give it away
You’ve got somethin, I understand
Holding it tightly, caught on command
Leap of faith, do you doubt?
Cut you in, I just cut you out

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

Look for reflections, in your face
Canine devotion, time can’t erase
Out on the corner, locked in your room
I never believe them and I never assume
Still can’t believe there is a lie
Promise is promise, an eye for an eye
We’ve got something to reveal
No one can know how we feel

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

I think you already know
How far I’d go not to say
You know the art isn’t gone
And I’m taking my song to the grave

Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone
Whatever you do
Don’t tell anyone

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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FOLK SINGER
Brendan Benson

Like a folk singer’s song, I’m moving on
And I’m not the kind of man that acts very strong
When the girls are looking on
When the girls are looking on

If you tied my hands and put chains on my feet
I can picture myself walking down any street
Telling people that I meet
“Psst, looks like rain to me”

Every single day at eleven, I’m home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone cuz my girl leaves at seven
Ain’t got time for my bed in, she said stop pretending
You’re not John Lennon

Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists
And drop your fists

Soon as I’m well I’m gonna leave my house
Become more of a man and less like a mouse
Drive my car down south to the Mississippi’s mouth
In the gulf of Mexico I’ll get soused

Every girl I made in the shade of Esplanade
I’ve saved in a song that I play when I’m afraid
Of a full scale air-raid from the choices that I’ve made

Every single day at eleven, I’m home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone cuz my girl leaves at seven
Ain’t got time for my bed in, she said stop pretending
You’re not John Lennon

Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists
And drop your fists

D r o p y o u r f i s t s

No matter how much you take of each song that I make
I’m not fragile, I don’t break and I’m down at the lake
And I hope someday you’ll have a fait
With all that money that you make

It was fun while it lasted and then it was blasted
Right out of the water and into fantastic
Now he feels shafted and she’s already past it
She’s like elastic and he’s just some spastic

Every single day at eleven, I’m home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone cuz my girl leaves at seven
Ain’t got time for my bed in, she said stop pretending
You’re not John Lennon

Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists

Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists
If I ever get over this

Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrists
And drop your fists

Posted by failman at 11 August 2010

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BLACK BOOK
Stephen Malkmus

Offer your trust to a friend
Who is not what he says
And you know when you’re dry, what you’re thinkin
Trout in the brook, you’re about to get hooked
To a greedy false un-catholic knave

The black book you took
Was permanent-ally diversified
Cousin why, cousin why, cousin why

I took the locomotive to kreutzberg
Passed through the scenery
And passengers got on that train too
And they really surprised me when they said

The black book you took
Was permanent-ally diversified
Cousin why, cousin why, cousin why

I’ve got some friends
But I got some enemies too
And yes I got some people in between
People just like you

The black book you took
Was permanent-ally diversified
Cousin why, cousin why, cousin why
The black book you took
Was permanent-ally diversified

Posted by failman at 4 August 2010

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torcida do corinthians

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torcida do vitória

próxima é torcida do santos!