Samba-rock-leaves. The Dead Charuhlites

Estava discutindo minhas letras com o george no sábado(o que sei que é uma babaquice, mas estávamos um galão de vinho mais ricos na hora, então não nos culpem.) e...bom...essa aqui é letra que eu falo da minha absurda e permanente, mas, nem sempre infundada, paranóia.

Fools

Would you tell me if I made a fool

of myself

And everybody else

Well, They'd know it

Well, They already know it

And It's not fair they don't really know what we

we've been through

They think we're just playin' fools

I think I'm just plain fool

-ish

I'm buyin' Bullets for my Love (a música ia se chamar assim, mas o Beto sugeriu Fools...acho que é melhor)

I never knew this gun was meant for me

my friends they said

How don't you know

Yeah, how don't you know

Well I guess I did

but I just didn't

feel like it

feel or like it