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| Cursed Room Full of Sinners Wij Leven As God In Frankrijk C'mon and take me, where wine glasses bleed C'mon and rape me, don't you ask what i need I came to Frankrijk, playing the fool Ik ben op vakantie breaking all of your rules I landed cross-eyed, my foot in my mouth Slightly arrested with my face pointed south I came to Frankrijk, with all of my tools Ik ben op vakantie, and im making new rules Turn up the ceiling fan, Latch on the door, do the best you can Pull down the blinds, and go Done it before, nothing you dont know I cant remember if this tale ever ends, I cant remember if my heart ever mends I know the present, i know what i like, Wij leven als god in Frankrijk Turn up the ceiling fan, Latch on the door, do the best you can Pull down the blinds, and go Done it before, nothing you dont know Wij leven als god in Frankrijk |
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