Ensaio da banda Betterman no estúdio Produssom em 26/11/2011 - São Paulo/SP.
Letra:
EVERY DAY SMELLS LIKE RAIN (Ricardo Ceolin)
She dreams alone after a party and having some fun
She screams: "Don't go!"
In front of the mirror there's no hope
No regrets, It's too late
I confess, nothing makes much sense
We forget ourselves
He's felt at home kissing smiles that have gone
He hasn't heard what the wisdom says
You were my friend
You were my love
You were my happiness
You're this simple song
It could be me
It could be him
It could be anyone else
Maybe it's your revenge
You know you wasted what's pure and true
I wish you never tasted what's to feel blue
Thank you, sunshine
The guilt is mine
Because by your side
I was afraid of dying
Worried all the time
The saddest guy
No desires to collide
Now I learn to misguide
Then Black Roses poem
Became my favourite touchstone
A self-manipulation
Monday's morning motivation
No roof, no floor
To fill this emptiness
Face the storm
It's so ambiguous
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