What Have You Done

Would you mind if I hurt you
Understand that I need to
Wish that I had other choices
Than to harm the one I love

What have you done now?

I know I'd better stop trying
You know that there's no denying
I won't show mercy on you now
I know I should stop believing
I know that there's no retrieving
It's over now
What have you done?

What have you done now?

I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away

What have you done now?

Why? Why does faith make us suffer?
There's a curse between us
Between me and you

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Would you mind if I killed you?
Would you mind if I tried to?
’Cause you have turned into my worst enemy
You carry hate that I feel
It's over now
What have you done?

What have you done now?

I, have been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away

What have you done now?

Why? Why does faith make us suffer?
There's a curse between us
Between me and you

What have you done
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What have you done now
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I will not fall
Won't let it go
We will be free
When it ends

I, have been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away

What have you done now?

Why? Why does fate make us suffer?
There's a curse between us
Between me and you
I, have been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away

What have you done now?

Why? Why does fate make us suffer?
There's a curse between us
Between me and you

Dentro da tentação

Acabei de dar conta do quanto gosto de uma musica. Esta expressão sai-me assim com um certo espanto, até porque esta musica já não é assim tão recente. De facto já a devo ter ouvido em modo sobredosagem, repetida exaustivamente várias vezes por hora e ao dia na playlist de uma rádio conhecida. Por vezes ouve-se musica como quem masca pastilha elástica, e eu sou assim para muita coisa, a mascar sem tomar o gosto. Mas desta vez aconteceu um dos raros mas deliciosos momentos em que sincronizo a vibração dos timpanos com o consciente, e dei por mim a gostar de mais uma musica.