Pensa numa pessoa desesperada: eu. Pq? Parece idiotice, mas puta que pariu, como eu queria ver esse show aqui!!! [Acho que rolou até uma lagriminha, vendo esse vídeo...]
Músiquinha pro jeitinho que eu me sinto hoje. Depeche explica.
(Vídeo em wide, mesmo no menor tamanho, não cabe aqui ó.ò)
(Vídeo em wide, mesmo no menor tamanho, não cabe aqui ó.ò)
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There’s something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong eyes, on the wrong prize
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
With the wrong moon, every wrong night
With the wrong tune playing till it sounded right yeah
Wrong
Wrong
Too long
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
