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Sem nada para dizer, sem nada para escrever...

Virgin state of mind... talvez do cansaço do corrupio de não muito fazer...

I feel grey..i don't know why but it´s grey...not blue, but grey!

Sinto vontade de sair do meu corpo e de fora admirar toda a falta de inércia adjacente...

..por outro lado a oposição da inquietude da alma! Sempre agitada em busca da paz utópica...

Toda esta dissertação me fez lembrar uma música que (já) nada me diz...

"Virgin State of Mind - K's Choice"

There's a chair in my head on which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it

Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
Dig it up, throw it at me
Dig it up, throw it at me

Where can I run to, where can I hide
Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind

Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear
To cut out words I've got written on my chair

Like do you think I'm sexy
Do you think I really care

Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so

Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so

Where can I run to, where can I hide
Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind

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