sexta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2010

Para o PEC, o BCE e o FMI:

"There’s thieves among us, painting the wall With all kinds of lies, the lies I never told at all What’s in my pocket? You never knew You didn’t know me well, so well as I knew you …And I know, and you know too That love like ours is terrible news But that won’t stop me crying No, that won’t stop me crying over you I’m not a prophet, old love is in me New love just seeps right in, and makes me guilty Why do you look like that? It’s not all that bad I’ll see you sometime, sometimes lonely isn’t sad …And I know, and you know too That love like ours is terrible news But that won’t stop me crying That won’t stop me crying over you No, that won’t stop me crying over you We two are makers, just made this mess Two broken hearts don’t break any less There’s thieves among us, painting the walls With all kinds of lies, the lies I never told at all …And I know, and you know too That love like ours is terrible news But that won’t stop me crying That won’t stop me crying over you No, that won’t stop me crying over you" (She and Him, "Thieves")

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