The Holiday

At the hotel I stared at the letter
With my things spread all over the floor
Me to be unknown by you will be better
Shaky handwriting started the war

Down the stairs I imagined the woman
I'm sure her laughter could kill my breath
That icy girl who chase my skin of a lemon
Go on and squeeze my head pounding to death

Through the night full of memories with him
Against the headlights I posed like a wreck
Took a cab from a corner of Berlin
And made a promise of never looking back
Ooh

Through the night full of memories with him
Against the headlights I posed like a wreck
Took a cab from a corner of Berlin
And made a promise of never looking back
Ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Camilla Clausen
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