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letra de ireland soup - the blonde bitch in the back

[verse 1]
i’ve seen you like you were a ghost
and i was a b-tterfly in a storm of fur
we used a loupe and found a feeling in the smallest house
when i walk on this street i feel like
i must’ve done this before in my life
oh, if you could see my town now, but
like a hat in my dream you will never come back

[pre-chorus]
go to the house again, in my memories
see the rain falling on my toe, oh oh

[chorus]
in that house i’ve seen you like a ghost, alone and sad
but you never told anybody
that you were scared of everthing
but when i was cooking an ireland soup you’d feel well

[verse 2]
you thought that you could hide
but i know i can always find you
we both know that house holds a mystery no one of us has told
like the smell from the burnt tears in your face, i remember
would you remember our own history?
if i’d knock on that door, cause
i’ve never felt a distance like this
ever before in my life
[pre-chorus]
go to the house again, in my memories
see the rain falling through the floor, oh oh

[chorus]
in that house i’ve seen you like a ghost from the past
but you never told anybody
that you were scared of everthing
but when i was cooking an ireland soup you’d feel well

[bridge]
would you remember all the stories that we told?
would you remember how we barricaded the door, just to be left alone?
would you remember me?
’cause i was the only one who could see you, who could talk to you
in that house, i was the only one who cared for you, who could see you through, but
like a hat in my dream
you will never come back
like a hat thrown in the stream
you will never come back
can’t go to that house again, ever again
until i know if you’re still my friend
but i still return to that house, in my memories
i still see the rain falling down
i still return to that house, and i still
see the rain falling like before, oh oh
[chorus}
in that house i’ve seen you like a ghost fading too fast
but you never told anybody else but me
that you were scared of everything
and now it’s too late
but i would love to cook an ireland soup for you again
yeah, i would love to cook an ireland soup for you my friend

[outro]
i was the only one who could see you, who could talk to you
in that house, i was the only one who cared for you, who could see you through
would you remember me?

- the blonde bitch in the back

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