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; Kings Of Leon - The End

Running with the street lights
Laughing at the grave
He swears he's gonna give it up
It's never gonna be enough
I just wanna be there
When you're all alone
Thinking 'bout a better day
When ya had it in your bones

This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end

I see you in the evening
Sitting on your throne
And praying with the fireball,
And posted it up against the wall
I just wanna hold you
Take you by your hand
And tell you that you're good enough
Tell ya that it's gonna be tough

This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end

'Cause I ain't got a home

Running from the street lights
Shinning on the grave
Once you've had the good stuff
Never gonna fill you up
I wanna be the one who
Gives 'em all the world
And gives 'em all a feel of it
Just a little taste of it

This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end
This could be the end

'Cause I ain't got a home
I'm out here all alone
No I ain't got a home
Out here all alone
Said I ain't got a home
Out here all alone
I ain't got a home
I'll forever roam
I ain't got a home

; As minhas teorias.

Minha unica apologia, é a da vida. Ela pode ser natural, amarga, ou doce demais, mas sempre será ela, independente das conseqüências. Ela me faz caminhar, e só retribuo com a individualidade de dizer: - Deixe-me na minha.

Sou ingrato demais para merecê-la.

Vejam o que eu vejo, sintam o que eu sinto.

Peguem o que eu pego, preguem o que eu prego. Falem o que eu falo.

Façam o que eu faço, peçam o que eu peço. Orem por quem eu oro.

Andem com quem eu ando. Escrevam o que eu escrevo. Ouçam o que eu ouço.

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