Testes de design (sexta-feira, 28 de fevereiro de 2014 / 08:57)
When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
And dreamed of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Ooohh
When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And bullets catch in her teeth
Money is the anthem of success
So before we go out, what's your address?
