lost again, somebody tell me how to get there
'cause i can't take another handshake
or another blank stare
thought i knew what i had to do to get through to you
guess your head is thicker than i thought
and once i'm there are you gonna care or conveniently look away
i don't think i want us to fall off and die that way
do you believe that i never see what you're doing to me?
i'll keep smiling till the door closes behind me
i know where i wanna go
but i just don't know
no i just don't know how to get there
i know where i wanna go
but i just don't know
no i just don't know how to get there
lost again, somebody tell me how to get there
if i hit another detour i'm afraid that i won't care
who'd have thought that i'd have bought the expectations
that gold road probably just leads straight to hell
and once i'm there are you gonna care or conveniently look away
i don't think i want us to fall off and die that way
do you believe that i never see what you're doing to me?
i'll keep smiling till the door closes behind me
i know where i wanna go
but i just don't know
no i just don't know how to get there
i know where i wanna go
but i just don't know
no i just don't know how to get there
do you, do you, do you...
tell me if you do!
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fuck, primeira duas semanas de londres foram um tedio por causa da operacao e nada aconteceu, agora q eu toh todo dia ocupada, na rua, chego em casa com o cerebro queimando de tanta coisa pra fazer, acontece tudo ao mesmo tempo. merda.
eu soh quero q quando digam q a casa tem dois quartos, q ela tenha dois quartos, nao um quarto e uma casa de cachorro, e eu quero privacidade e eu quero dois banheiros e um metro perto, eu quero ter uma conta no banco, eu quero saber se vou poder ficar aqui depois de abril, eu quero saber pq meu dedo anda estranho, eu quero tirar logo esse troco e desencanar dessa coisa de ser propositalmente feia, eu quero nao jogar mais joguinhos idiotas de "vem correr atras", eu quero ter uma visita a museu decente, eu quero nao ficar encharcada toda vez q eu saio de casa, eu quero saber que algum dia eu nao vou demorar 1 hora pra chegar em casa, eu quero poder beber e sair, eu quero saber oq vai ser de mim, caramba. cansei, mas ainda nao adianta nada, ainda tem muito oq fazer.
