Homem Triste
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Homem Triste
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Homem Triste
Eu sou a tristeza
Eu sou a própria tristeza
Aquela que olha o mundo
Com os olhos da dor
E espera pela solidão
Brutalidade, carros destroçados
Pessoas em pedaços
Velocidade e imprudência
De quem pensa ser DEUS
Escute a voz do nada
Veja como isso é lindo
Se assuste com o barulho
Que quebra o silêncio quente
E que torna a noite mais fria
E eu que pensei em me matar
Aberração de quem é imperfeito
Que se entrega à dor
Que não tem medo de sofrer
E não tem medo de morrer
Então nos matamos lentamente
Nos ferindo pouco a pouco
Torturados eternamente
Pelas nossas mãos ingênuas
Que quem um dia irá se arrepender
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