sexta-feira, 28 de setembro de 2007

Filosofia Cantante



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 excuse

Is that allright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that allright?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that allright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that allright, yeah, with you?

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
she's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that allright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that allright?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that allright?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that allright
Is that allright with you?

Is that allright?
Is that allright?
Is that allright with you?
Is that allright?
Is that allright?
Is that allright with you?

No...

Crimes, Damien Rice

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