((é meu aniversario... hoho grato a todos pelos scraps... o resto pode ir a merda)).
In Hagnesta Hill flash the television lights
I do what I can, dream myself away
In Hagnesta Hill among the identical houses
We are surprised the ads are interrupted by sport
Nothing
First came nothing
Then came nothing
Then came nothing
But nothing is nothing
Those sons of bitches took us one after another
They lied and deceived us with the truth
Those sons of bitches took my darling where
From the crest of the hill I could see
My lost world
I will do something, I will hit you with amazement
Go past the limit, I will break myself out
I love you so, that I am armed
And under siege I can shoot you out
Nothing
First came nothing
Then came nothing
Then came nothing
But nothing is nothing
Those sons of bitches took us one after another
They lied and deceived us with the truth
Those sons of bitches took my darling where
From the crest of the hill I could see
My lost world
Nothing
First came nothing
Then came nothing
Then came nothing
But nothing is nothing
Those sons of bitches took us one after another
They lied and deceived us with the truth
Those sons of bitches took my darling where
From the crest of the hill I could see
My lost world
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Well, I'm gonna get out of bed every morning... breath in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breath in and out... and, then after a while, I won't have to think about how I had it great and perfect for a while.
On September 30 2007
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