4.8.10

Indifference

I will light the match this mornin', so I won't be alone
Watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone
Oh, I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to roam
Oh, I will make my way, through, one more day in hell.

How much difference does it make?
How much difference does it make, yeah.

I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm
Oh, I'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired
Oh, I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind
Hey, I won't change direction, and I won't change my mind
How much difference does it make?
Mmm, how much difference does it make?
How much difference...

I'll swallow poison, until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room


Já fez tanto sentido e voltou a fazê-lo.

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