00:00It's May. Ten days now and no one's asked me yet. If they'd asked me, I couldn't respond. I shouldn't. I couldn't say anything right.
00:18God forbid a poet gets inspiration. Can you really believe it was the candle? If a tree falls in a forest and no one's around to hear it, does it make a sound?
00:38Trust is... rest. That's the male psyche.
01:08My uptake didn't go away. Nor did my legs. Nor did your playlist.
01:20I can't stand here. I can't stand here. I can't stand here.
02:06Sometimes I wonder if I've been conned, but you were lousy, messy, emotional, things
02:21I don't need right now.
02:24I lost time, energy, it was so fucking stupid.
02:32I feel and I know, but scientists, they cross their fingers.
02:43I should.
02:50I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel.
03:03I couldn't stop it.
03:11AHH!
03:13What happened?
03:15What happened?
03:25We were sober, and then we were still there...
03:29But if it had been a mess from the beginning...
03:35the calca forma, apenas tudo, just everything. Dude, I need so much water. This shit is hard.
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