Gajas... curtimos tanto,,, e há filmagens...

Noite louca há três anos a trás (quase precisamente)... parece que foi ontem... já pensaram em tudo que mudou, quando tanta coisa parece igual... ;-)

I'm lying here on the floor

where you left me

I think I took to much

I'm crying here, what have you done?

I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support

There's a shortage in the switch

I can't stay on your morphine

'Cause it's making me itch

I said I tried to call the nurse again

But she's being a little bitch

I think I'll get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can

To the middle of now

hereTo the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me

This must be a bad trip

All of the other pills they were different

May

be I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support

There's a shortage in the switch

I can't stay on your morphine

'Cause it's making me itch

I said I tried to call the nurse again

But she's being a little bitch

I think i'l

l get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can

To the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

Run just as fast as I can

To the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

I can't stay on your life support

There's a shortage in the switch

I can't stay on your morphine

'Cause it's making me itch

I said I tried to call the nurse again

But she's being a little bitch

I think i'll get out of here

Where i can run just as fast as I can

To the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

Run just as fast as I can

To the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

Run just as fast as I canTo the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill

Instead of making me better

You keep making me ill

You keep making me ill

Run just as fast as I can

To the middle of nowhere

To the middle of my frustrated....