Uma teoria de um dos pacientes do Dr House fez-me lembrar desta música. O que ele dizia era qualquer como isto:
But does that make you happy?"
Lose control
Evanescence
You don't remember my name
I don't really care
Can we play the game your way?
Can I really lose control?
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control - just once
With all the pretty flowers in the dust
Mary had a lamb
His eyes black as coals
If we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control - just once
If I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there will be nothing good left of you
Evanescence
You don't remember my name
I don't really care
Can we play the game your way?
Can I really lose control?
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control - just once
With all the pretty flowers in the dust
Mary had a lamb
His eyes black as coals
If we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control - just once
If I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there will be nothing good left of you
E quem não perde o controlo de vez em quando? E às vezes é o melhor que nos podia acontecer.
2 comentários:
Concordo plenamente!
...perder o controlo de vez em quando faz-nos sentir mais vivas!... tal como uma lagrimita. Faz bem, lava a alma! ;)
Bj grande,
M
Depende do controlo que se perde... Ás vezes gostava de controlar melhor o meu :). Mas sempre nos liberta!
Beijinhos
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