e, no instante em que esse amor morreu, o ar tornou-se subitamente mais rarefeito, como se o prado fosse agora a encosta fria da montanha. pareciam até mais oblíquos os raios do sol sobre o muro coberto de flores. mas uma borboleta parou o batimento das asas por um momento: sobre a relva, nadando no seu próprio sumo, um coração batia ainda.

I wouldn't kill to win a war 

I don't get what they do it for

It's all so terribly vague

I see the pictures from a thousand years of

battles and I think it's such a bore

I walk New Orleans with a knife

Like mackie hidden out of sight

But I'd be useless if they jumped

I'm really not the killing type

I'm not the killing type

I'm not the killing type

I'm not I'm not

I'm not the killing type

I've got a picture of your mum

Before the war when she was young

She's got an etching to her right

I think it's funny that she's looking to the left and it's her son

I wouldn't kill to get you back

and I've officially been asked

I couldn't kill to save a life

I'd rather die a peaceful piece of shit-bait shame-filled coward

thanks

I'm not the killing type

I'm not the killing type

I'm not I'm not

I'm not the killing type

I'm not

But I would kill to make you feel

I don't mean kill someone for real

I couldn't do that it is wrong

But I can say it in a song a song a song

And I'm saying it

NOW

And I'm saying it

SO

Even if you never hear this song somebody else will know

I'm saying it

NOW

And I'm saying it

SO

Even if you never hear this song somebody else will know

Know know know

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't describe

I once stepped on a dying bird

It was a mercy killing I couldn't sleep

for a week I kept feeling its breaking bones

I heard

That if you see a star at night

And the conditions are just right

And you are standing on a cliff

And you can close your eyes

And make a wish

And take a step

And change somebody's life

I'm not the killing type

I'm not the killing type

I'm not I'm not

I'm not the killing type I'm not

But I would kill to make you feel

I'd kill to move your face an inch

I See you staring into space

I wanna stick my fist into your mouth and twist your arctic heart yes

I would kill to make you feel

I don't mean kill someone for real

I couldn't do that it is wrong

But I can say it in a song a song a song

And I'm saying it

NOW

I'm saying it

SO

Even if you never hear this song somebody else will know

I'm saying it

NOW

And I'm saying it

SO

Even if you never hear this song somebody else will know

Know know know

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't explain how good it feels

I just can't describe ibe ibe ibe

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE

...I'm not killing type.