Então que hoje precisei voltar no antigo trabalho, buscar um documento, e eis que junto me entregaram um...cartão de feliz aniversário.

Sim, fui demitida e recebi um cartão de feliz aniversário.

Só digo que isso me lembrou [de novo] essa musiquinha...

Lillian

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The place I used to live, made me feel like a tourist
I couldn't coexist with the cold and suspicious
When the last remaining light was starting to filter
It seemed the perfect time to step into the future

Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while you're twisting a knife in my stomach
'Till everything is gone
Take all you can from me, I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily, so easily

I left it all behind, in the dead of last winter
I left it all behind, but the question still lingers
So long, forgotten friends
No, you don't know the difference
Between love and submission and I'm not that obedient

Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while you're twisting a knife in my stomach
'Till everything is gone
Take all you can from me, I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily, so easily...
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E por aí vai.

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