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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

January is the color of her skin
February are her lips so inviting
Silk hair as short as her fuse
She’s been damaged, she’s been misused

Her eyes reflect like the rain on the pavement
I take control, she explodes, sink into her depths
I’m the tremble in her voice when she attempts to speak
Fixate on the frailty

We lie awake and watch it grow
She hesitates to grab a hold
Her body shakes, her breath is cold
To keep her safe is all I know

Her lipstick stains like acid rain
Dissolving away my sense of restraint
The streetlamps burned through the cloak of the fog
Concealing the violence, I’ve been stung by the wasp

So come to me
No sense of restraint
So come for me
Come with me and disappear without a trace

Criminal, in how I crave the way she tastes
I’m the rapture in her head when she attempts to sleep
It’s haunting, she kills me

No time or place to take it slow
And my head aches but I refuse to go
Her face as soft as snow
She looks so lost but she feels like home

Her lipstick stains like acid rain
Dissolving away my sense of restraint
Streetlamps burned through the cloak of the fog
Concealing the violence, I’ve been stung by the wasp

So come to me
No sense of restraint
So come for me
I will wait endlessly

I will break you carefully
So take me harmfully
You fit so perfect
I will wait

Her lipstick stains like acid rain
Dissolving the way my sense of restraint
The streetlamps burn through the cloak of the fog
Concealing the violence, I’ve been stung…

Some hurt me again, it’s not worth saving
The heart that I’ve spent my whole life breaking
The windshield cracks through the cloak of the fog
Concealing in silence, I’ve been stung by the wasp

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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Bauhaus

Bauhaus

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Hey, hey cowboy, hey cowboy
Ain’t i seen you hanging around the nashville?
Didn’t you used to be a packy back in the west end?
Is that right, is that right?
Well i see you been through so many changes
Heavy changes
I can’t say i’m hip to where you’re coming from
I can’t say i hip to where you’re going

Well i see something’s growing in the back of your mind
I give you the willies
You don’t like my kind
But i can sing like a jingle
Sting as bad as any

Hey, that you? is that still you?
You’re looking mighty new wave
I hardly recognize you with that shish kabob through your face
But that’s all right, yeah, that’s all right
I guess you’re trying to make a statement
You been out on the street
Looking for somebody to carve on
Well you can ramble,
Just don’t go carving on me

‘cause i don’t mind the fashion
I’ve lived with your mind
I dig on the passions
The rest is just crap
I can sing like a jingle
And sting as bad as any

Hey, don’t i know you?
Ain’t i seen you before?
Yeah, you’re the one doing a pyramid party
Down in marina del ray
With their spoon and friends
Still going through them changes
You got your pants full of money
And your nose in the air
You’re a record producer
I don’t really care
‘cause i can sing like a jingle
Sting as bad as any