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Sem Regras
Luís Santos Gomes
RUM
Sábados das 20 às 21
https://www.facebook.com/sem.regras.3
INSIDE: INCIRRINA=a little girl lost/BROTHERHOOD=voices/COLD
SHOWERS=measured/TOTAL VICTORY=churchbuilder/DE VOLANGES=sentimental
carnage/PETER PERRETT=once is enough/MISERY LOVES CO.=way back home/THE
PINK DIAMOND REVUE=go go girl/PRISMATIC SHAPES=empty process/ICE
BATHS=circuits/THE KENTUCKY VAMPIRES=darkness falls/GOLDEN
APES=deliverance/THE ROOM WITHOUT SUN=hammerfist/PROFIT PRISON=a
hotel/WALLS OF DADA=real/PYLON=functionality/MEKONS=harar 1883 e
L'EPÉE=ghost rider
Sem Regras 1 Junho 2019 # RUM
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Sem Regras
Luís Santos Gomes
RUM
Sábados das 20 às 21
https://www.facebook.com/sem.regras.3
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INSIDE: THE PARKINSONS=bad wolf/JAPAN SUICIDE=mishima/DOUBLE ECHO=felix and tantrum/LA SCALTRA=good sinner/ALEJANDRO ESCOVEDO=footsteps in the shadows/LEERE=baustelle/FAKE COMPLEX=the frowning daughter/MINUIT MACHINE=prey/hunter/RITUAL HOWLS=I can hear your tears/THE ROPE=lillian/JE T'AIME=a million suns/FRIGS=talking pictures/SHRIEKBACK=shovelheads/KILL SHELTER feat.SHYNESS OF STRANGERS=get down/POTOCHKINE=la fête de narcisse/FOTOCRIME=gods in the dark e MILLIKEN CHAMBER=bodies
Sem Regras
Luís Santos Gomes
RUM
Sábados das 20 às 21
https://www.facebook.com/sem.regras.3
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INSIDE: THE PARKINSONS=bad wolf/JAPAN SUICIDE=mishima/DOUBLE ECHO=felix and tantrum/LA SCALTRA=good sinner/ALEJANDRO ESCOVEDO=footsteps in the shadows/LEERE=baustelle/FAKE COMPLEX=the frowning daughter/MINUIT MACHINE=prey/hunter/RITUAL HOWLS=I can hear your tears/THE ROPE=lillian/JE T'AIME=a million suns/FRIGS=talking pictures/SHRIEKBACK=shovelheads/KILL SHELTER feat.SHYNESS OF STRANGERS=get down/POTOCHKINE=la fête de narcisse/FOTOCRIME=gods in the dark e MILLIKEN CHAMBER=bodies
Asaf Avidan // Different Pulses
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My life is like a wound
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words,
I write so I can feed
And death grows like a tree
That's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet,
I walk so it won't rest
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words,
I write so I can feed
And death grows like a tree
That's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet,
I walk so it won't rest
Oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost
I try to push the colours
Through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
Into a blinding light
And if love is not the key.
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find
A place where it could be
Through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
Into a blinding light
And if love is not the key.
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find
A place where it could be
I know that in your heart
There is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass
There is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
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