Today's tune comes from an Irish guy with a name James Vincent McMorrow. It's his song We Don't Eat that I'm listening to right now. Listen to his voice. And the piano bit...
We don't eat until your father's at the table
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
So if I were you, I'd have a little trust
What does this even mean?
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I'm not very good at losing, like, losing important people.
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