You're losing a friend You got it all wrong It's not about revenge But you're losing a friend
I didn't see it coming With my head stuck in the sand But now I'm losing a friend And it's keeping me up It's the ribbons I tie I would rather just die Go to hell and crawl back And let you go
You're losing a friend You jeopardise me Bad bad blood on your hands
And see, you're losing a friend I´m fickle and I'm vain And you trick me over and over again And now I'm losing you And it's killing me It's the strings that I tie I would rather just die Go to hell and crawl back Than let it all go
My mistake... to lose you
Oh, no, oh, no! So this is the end, now I'm losing you Oh, look at you! Look what you're wasting You're losing a friend Oh, no Oh, no! I'm losing a friend Oh, oh oh no
(The Cardigans - music by Peter Svensson - lyrics by Nina Persson)
"E assim sou, fútil e sensível, capaz de impulsos violentos e absorventes, maus e bons, nobres e vis, mas nunca de um sentimento que subsista, nunca de uma emoção que continue, e entre para a substância da alma. Tudo em mim é a tendência para ser a seguir outra coisa; uma impaciência da alma consigo mesma, como com uma criança inoportuna; um desassossego sempre crescente e sempre igual. Tudo me interessa e nada me prende. Atendo a tudo sonhando sempre;(…)" (Fernando Pessoa, in "Livro do Desassossego")
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