Dark Unicorn

Se parares de fazer 2000 perfis falsos

A song like you would never tell me the truth It would turn me on Break me down Make me feel like there's nothing outside this room A song like you would have me lost in my youth Oh baby A song like you I'd play it every night

They say "you only know your lover when you let her Go" Now I know I shouldn't have let you go... (em Telheiras)

I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots And the way you read my mind I hate you so much that it makes me sick It even makes me rhyme I hate the way you're always right I hate it when you lie I hate it when you make me laugh Even worse when you make me cry I hate the way you're not around And the fact that you didn't call But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all. (em Terreiro do Paço, Lisboa)

E v e r y t h i n g is art What you do, how you dress, the way you love someone and you talk, your smile and your personality, your dreams, the food you make, how your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art. (em Bairro Alto, Lisboa)