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Irrelevância de verão, Is It 'Cos I'm Cool?, Mousse T.
Dano colateral,
"Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria"
(...)
"And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun"
Come as you are, Nirvana.

Não há ruptura nem compromisso que resgate a amargura que emana deste sorriso, anacrónico, quem sabe do sal que nos é roubado pelo mar.