novembro 2014



A missa do Tame Impala

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O resumo do culto foi esse aqui, num mashup das letras:

Why won’t you make up your mind? Give me a sign!

And you will never come close to how I feel
You will never come close to how I feel

Why won’t they talk to me?

And I boast that it is meant to be
But in all honesty I don’t have a hope in hell

That you are all you’re meant to be
When the one from my dream
Is sitting right next to me
And I don’t know what to do, oh alter ego

I know that I gotta be above it now
And I cannot let them all just bring me down
Gotta be above it…

Me and my love we’ll take it slow.
I hope she knows that I’ll love her long,

It’s been so long since I held your hand
You don’t know how hard it can be

Nothing that has happened so far has
Been anything we could control.

It feels like I only go backwards baby.
Every part of me says go ahead.
I got my hopes up again, oh no… not again.
Feels like we only go backwards darling.

Everything is changing,
And there’s nothing I can do
My world is turning pages
While I am just sitting here

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