And at the end of the day...

Hoje, 31 de Julho. Acaba hoje e aqui um ciclo que, por vezes, foi filha da puta de difícil de quebrar. Ao novos começos.

Foo Fighters – D.O.A. (Dead On Arrival)

You know I did it It’s over and I feel fine Nothing you can say’s gonna change my mind Waited and I waited the longest night Nothing like the taste of sweet decline I went down, I fell, I fell so fast. Dropping like the grains in an hourglass Never say forever, ‘cause nothing lasts Dancing with the bones to my buried past Nevermind, there’s nothing I can do Bet your life there’s something killing you It’s a shame we have to die, my dear No one’s getting out of here alive this time What a way to go, but have no fear No one’s getting out of here alive this time I’m finished I’m getting you off my chest Made you come clean in a dirty dress A promise is a promise You’re kept in check Hard to cross a heart that beats it’s fists Take a good hard look for the very last time The very last one in a very long line Only took a second to say goodbye Been a pleasure, but the pleasure’s been mine all mine Ain’t no way D.O.A. It’s a shame we have to die, my dear No one’s getting out of here alive this time What a way to go, but have no fear No one’s getting out of here alive this time It’s a shame we have to disappear No one’s getting out of here alive this time