Breus lyrics by Revolver. Faço peça Com a peça que o destino me prega Faço festa Com as pregas dos meus olhos Meus olhos não dizem nada São tão vazios quanto...
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Faço peça
Com a peça que o destino me prega
Faço festa
Com as pregas dos meus olhos
Meus olhos não dizem nada
São tão vazios quanto os teus
Nem falo
Que são meus
Os olhares perdidos são breus
Nem falo
Que são meus
Os olhares perdidos são breus
Vermelhos, vermelhos, vermelhos
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