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Jorge Aragão
Cold Lesson
They did so much to see us suffer
They told you so many stories about me
They toasted our drama
To the sound of our waltz
A cold audience, so fake
But the worst of all is that we are alone
Listening to a song that spoke about us
They set up a plot
They changed our waltz
A cold audience, so fake
I warned you that in our embrace
I had a heart out of rhythm
But you didn't even call me
I warned you that in our embrace
The hand of evil had untied the noose
And it was the end
On my phone recorder
His voice choked up
Of terror
Ask for mercy
Swear your innocence
With my absence
He says he learned to value
