Adoro quando a letra da música é direcionada inteiramente pra me dar uma porrada bem dada no ego e no baço. E a quarta-feira chegou, yay.
I dreamt of something last night in my sleep;
I saw you sitting in a room without me;
You were smiling and you had a tattoo;
Of me, in a room without you.
I aim my cannon at you ready or not;
You're gonna feel my pain, like it or not;
You've got your debts to pay and you are one of mine
You're down and out of time.
And there is something I've wanted to say:
A simple rhythm I forgot how to play;
I wanna tell you that I've called off the dogs,
Your mystery is not worth being solved
I aim my cannon at you ready or not;
You're gonna feel my pain, like it or not;
You've got your debts to pay and you are one of mine
You're down and out of time.
I wanna tell you that I've called off the dogs,
Your mystery is not worth being solved
Down and out of time by Sixpence None the Richer
