15.4.10

shame, shame
i used to suffer alone
i really did think it would make me strong
shame, shame
i used to write it all down
hoping someone would read it years from now
shame, shame
i used to act like i was in a movie
so mysterious and misunderstood

shame, shame
you started hanging around
i really didn't think i could live it down
shame, shame
i tried to play it cool
but every single part of me felt so good
shame, shame
you took me someplace i'd never been before
i was a foreigner in your hands


me identifico. muito.

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