We're just two ghosts standing
in the place of you and me,
trying to remember how it feels
to have a heartbeat.
Harry Styles.
Come on, give me levitation, God
slow dancin' with the devil
sent my soul on a lil' vacation, yeah
The Neighbourhood.
A vilania, mesmo oculta,
há de surgir à luz do dia
e aos olhos do homem.
Hamlet.
Your lips,
my lips,
apocalypse.
Cigarettes After Sex.