Cantando!
My name is Luka, I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you, Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night, Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was ( x3 )
Maybe it's because I'm clumsy, I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy, I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry, And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore ( x3 )
Yes, I think I'm okay, Walked into the door again
If you ask that's what I'll say, And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone, With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am ( x3 )
My name is Luka, I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you, Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night, Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was ( x3 )
And they only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore ( x3 )
I live upstairs from you, Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night, Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was ( x3 )
Maybe it's because I'm clumsy, I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy, I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry, And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore ( x3 )
Yes, I think I'm okay, Walked into the door again
If you ask that's what I'll say, And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone, With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am ( x3 )
My name is Luka, I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you, Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night, Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was ( x3 )
And they only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore ( x3 )
Obrigado pelo comentário simpático no meu Literatura & Rio de Janeiro!
ResponderExcluirEssa é conheço e curto também!
ResponderExcluir,¡|i¹i|¡, .
¹i|¡,¡|i¹.da Voz de Milla.
Criei coragem.....
ResponderExcluirE que coragem aquela que pedimos na oração da Serenidade...
Porque o vício, a obsessão seja lá a que denominamos esta presente a me atormentar...
Porque tanto distante deste vicio(ele) como junto eu sou infeliz!!!!!
Porque quanto mais eu me humilhar mais serei humilhada...
Porque ele trai...
Porque lê não quer assumir nada...
Porque não existe reciprocidade
Porque ele não me trata bem
Porque ele me despreza ...
Porque ele é inacessível...
Mesmo assim não consigo abandonar este lamaçal...
Estou doente sim preciso de ajuda e a dias me coloco a ler este blog onde arrumei forças pra escrever...Me enquadro em cada letra aqui descrito...
Só por hoje...tento viver um dia de cada vez!