Footsteps
Pearl Jam
Don't even think about reachin' me, I won't be home
Don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all
I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you...
Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in me head...ooh, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apartI did...oh, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you...
Hey...I did, what I had to do...oh, and if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no
And if, there's something you'd like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh...
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh...
A vida vai e vem, assim como o humor, as ideias, as ações...
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