Текстове на песни: Damien Rice. Prague.

I pack my suit in a bag
i'm all dressed up for prague
i'm all dressed up with you
all dressed up for him too
prepare myself for a war
before i even open up my door
before i even look out
i'm pissing all of my bullets about
i wrap myself in a bag
i'm all wrapped up in prague
i'm all wrapped up in you
i'm all wrapped up in him too
prepare myself for a war
and I don't know what i'm doing this for
trying to let it all go
but how can i when you still don't know?
i could wait for you
like that hole in your boot waiting to be fixed
i could wait for you
but what good would that do but to leave me pricked?
cheers darlin'
here's to you and your lover
...darling
i got years...
pack my suit in a bag
all dressed up for prague
pack my suit in a bag
all dressed up for...