I could melt in their voices


Damien Rice & Lisa Hannigan – 9 Crimes

Leave me out with the waste, This is not what I’d 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 alright?
Give my gun away when it’s loaded
Is that alright?
If you don’t 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 you?

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

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I would appreciate the occasional effort
because love is constant
even when you cannot feel it
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Here's something for the records:
snippets of my unstructured thoughts,
nonsensical rants and grunts
and the occasional snapshot

I like to think I'm consistent,
but it's hard to stick to commitments

If you find something you like,
it's probably not mine
Everything is derivative - I just try too hard.

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Maybe it’s just nonsensical