De Azul Para Cinza lyrics by Madame Rrose Sélavy. Alguma dor psíquica, A pressão dos dias, Muita anfetamina, De azul para cinza. A cama está vazia, A vida sem...
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Alguma dor psíquica,
A pressão dos dias,
Muita anfetamina,
De azul para cinza.
A cama está vazia,
A vida sem saliva,
O trânsito na pista,
Barulho que te irrita.
Criam uma dívida,
A morte da rainha,
Garoto maravilha,
Querem muitas brigas.
Inventam as cortinas,
Ninguém dá a mais a mínima,
Coisas são perdidas,
Outras são mentiras.
Salve uma vida,
Tire a roupa íntima,
Flutue nessa brisa,
Sem bala perdida.
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