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Damien Rice (with Juniper) - Wooden Horse
don't ask me what i think of you,
i spill my mind...
don't try and ask me what i am,
i am mine...
so don't ask me what i think of you,
till i change my mind...
you don't understand a thing i do,
that brings stain to my eye...
i keep sticking my finger in,
i keep stamping it down...
cause you build a thousand walls,
all you need is nine...
you rode her like a wooden horse
a hundred, a hundred times...
so don't ask me what i think of you,
cause i'm not your kind...
write down all those little things i do wrong,
that brings a stain to my eye...
i keep sticking my finger in,
i keep stamping it down...
cause you build a thousand walls,
all you need is nine...
you rode her like a wooden horse
a hundred, a hundred, a hundred times...
you're not listening, i'm talking...
if you don't wanna be here, start walking...
i'd eat your head if i'm hungry...
i'm hungry, i am...
cause you build a thousand walls,
all you need is nine...
you rode her like a wooden horse
a thousand, and a hundred, and a hundred...
cause you build a thousand walls,
all you need is nine...
you rode her like a wooden horse
a hundred, a hundred, a hundred times...
you build a thousand walls,
all you need is, all you need is...
you rode her like a wooden horse
a hundred, a hundred times...