The mind has so many pictures, why can't I sleep with my eyes open.
The mind has so many memories, can you remember what it looks like when I cry?
I'm Trying, trying to tell you all that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue but no words ever could sell you on me after all that I have done.
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Muitas vezes o problema são essas memórias...
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