Semi-Arrependimentos [Pré-âmbulo: O Esteta + Gasolina]

Robbie Williams — No Regrets




“I didn’t lose my mind
it was mine to give away
Couldn’t stay to watch me cry
You didn’t have the time
So I softly slip away

I don’t want to hate
But that’s all you left me with
A bitter aftertaste
And a fantasy of how we all could live

Remenber the photographs (insane)
The ones were we all laugh (so lame)
We were having the time of our lives
So thank you, it was a real blast

Everything I wanted to be
Everytime I walked away
Everytime you told me to leave
I just wanted to stay

Often I sit down and think of you for a while
But when it pass and I think of someone else instead
I guess the love we once had is officially dead”

[o clipe tem uma estética super interessante. Onde se escava além das aparências e da felicidade superficial até se ver o queimar-se por dentro. Além de várias coisas que adoro: cinismo, incêndios criminosos, andar sem rumo depois de ter fugido de algum evento sem avisar, e desafios suicidas entre os carros. Apesar da possibilidade, a letra ainda não é uma realidade atual. Espero não ser o nosso futuro. Ok?]