Artista: Damien Rice
Album: 9
Titolo: Accidental Babies

Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands
And elbow in the appropriate place

And we ignore our others
Happy plans
That delicate look upon your face

A mind crystal hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows
What we have done

Do you come
Together ever with him
Is he dark enough
Enough to see your light
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss
Do you miss my smell
And is he bold enough to take you on
Do you feel like you belong
And does he drive you wild
Or just mildly free
What about me

Well you held me like a lover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place

And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In mild issue of our disgrace

Our bodies pressed and hardened
Turning our desire in
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows
What we have done

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies

We aren’t free

Do you come
Together ever with him
Is he dark enough
Enough to see your light
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss
Do you miss my smell
Is he bold enough to take you on
Do you feel like you belong
And does he drive you wild
Or just mildly free

What about me
What about me
What about…

Artista: Damien Rice
Album: 9
Titolo: Grey Room

Well I’ve been here before
I’ve sat on the floor
In a grey grey room
Where I stay in all day
I don’t eat, but I play
With this grey grey food
Désolé, If someone is prayin’
Then I might break out
Désolé, even if I scream
I can’t scream that loud
I’m all alone again
Crawling back home again
Just stuck by the phone again

Yeah, well I’ve been here before
Sat on a floor
In a grey grey mood
Where I stay up all night
And all that I write
Is a grey grey tune
So pray for me child
Just for a while
And I might break out yeah,
Pray for me child
Even a smile
Would do for now
So I’m all alone again
Crawling back home again
Just stuck by the phone again
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Artista: Damien Rice
Album: 9
Titolo: 9 Crimes

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what i do
It’s the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It’s the wrong time
For somebody new
It’s a small crime
And i’ve got no exuse

Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright?
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with u?
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