Luka - Baranguinha

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Quando te vejo na TV
Tomando Coca Diet e comendo bolachinha
Entro na tela com você
E fico imaginando cenas de pornografia

A boemia é meu mal
E a minha estrada é dura
Nada do que eu digo é real
Não tenho medo, sou impura

Meu amor é eterno
Só lembro de você enquanto dura o programa
Vivo encerrada nesse inferno
Queria ter você deitado aqui na minha cama

Pra quê fingir que sou normal?
Se você nem sabe que sou
Sou uma fêmina imoral

Uma baranguinha

Inne utwory

  • Memorias de uma boneca de cristal
  • Ao vento
  • Brisa viva
  • To nem ai
  • Opio
  • Porta aberta
  • Nao sei de mais nada
  • To nem ai (eng)
  • Dificil pra voce
  • Retrato de um bicho-solto
  • Nada leve
  • Te amare
  • Losowe utwory

    Oceania

    One breath away from mother Oceanðòa
    Your nimble feet make prints in my sands
    You have done good for yourselves
    Since you left my wet embrace
    And crawled ashore
    Every boy, is a snake is a lily
    Every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
    Sweet like harmony made into...

    Take my hand

    You say I m so high
    say you can t reach the sky
    take a good look around
    I m standing on the ground

    next to you
    hold me tight
    and fly with me till we
    reach the sky
    hold me tight
    and fly with me till...

    Vampire sun

    Skull of god with the devils eyes
    Crowned in fire sodden sky
    Beaming rays of genocide
    Into virtues magic lie

    Illusive myth of light enslaves you
    Vampire sun it drains you

    Beg the sword for liberty
    Fall before the king of flies
    Delirium is flowing free
    In our obedience disease

    The gift...

    Riding with the king

    I dreamt I had a good job
    And I got well paid
    I blew it all at the penny arcade

    A hundred dollars
    On the Cupid doll
    No pretty chic is gonna make me crawl

    We re on a TWA to the promised land
    Every woman, child and man
    Gets a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
    Don...

    A mile in my shoes

    You know that in time,
    feel what is there
    after so many days,
    your clock ticks twelwe, its ok
    fight your need,
    to make it clear to me
    walk a mile in my shoes,
    that need to disappear
    set u free
    look at your thru my eyes,
    to see what i see
    maybe you reqogniced,
    too...