Se olhasse para o meu reflexo, veria porventura tudo aquilo em que um dia imaginaria me transformar?
Note: Mirrors on walls, not walls
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Elevator straight into my skull The escalator rises as it falls I swear our chant is crashing in my mind You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time.I've stood in a thousand street scenes Just around the corner from you. Farewell my black balloon ,the weather had it's way with you...
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