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Söndagen idag var som en vanlig söndag för mig efter man har varit ut och festat. Man mår skit för Herr Ågren är på besök. Man tänker massor med saker som man inte ska göra. Så vad passar inte utmärk att lyssna på än Damien Rice då? Här är texten till en favorit låt till mig med damien Rice. Jag vet att ni kommer läsa igenom hela texten. Men ladda hem låten eller läs det makerade :) Damien Rice - Accidental Babies Well I held you like a lover Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place And we ignored our others, happy plans For that delicate look upon your face Our bodies moved and 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? And is he dark enough? Enough to see your light? And 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 the mild issue of our disgrace Our minds pressed and guarded While our flesh disregarded The lack of space for the light-hearted In the boom that beats our drum 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 For we are in love 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? What about me?
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