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Somebody That I Used To Know (feat. Kimbra)
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So, when we found that we could not make sense
Well, you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need, that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need, that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody, I used to know
Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody, I used to know
Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know
I used to know
That I used to know
I used to know
Somebody
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9 de agosto de 2012
"O amor é uma coisa espontânea. Ele vai acontecer uma hora ou outra. Você não tem que ficar exigindo aos deuses que tragam-te o amor. Você tem que crer e esperar. Tenha um pouco de dó de si mesma - Fica ai plantada esperando o amor como se ele fosse bater na tua porta - O amor é mal educado, princesa. - Tá pensando que ele vai bater na tua porta? O amor vai logo é arrombar tua casa, adentrar sem ser convidado e permanecer lá sem ser teu amigo. - Mas cá pra nós, ele nos faz um bem danado. Faz um bem que nem sempre permanece, pode até durar uns meses, anos. Mas tem vez que ele vai embora sem dar nem satisfação! É assim lindeza. Para de esperar o amor, porque eu repito ”Um dia ele chegará sem pedir licença e permanecerá na tua vida”."
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