Grande Hotel

So we talk again
You spoke of the death of a distant friend
Look, maybe we can't talk about these things anymore

Going down the column to Grande Hotel
You change your shoulder bag
No more secrets
I will be your whore
Even without shame
I say that I love you more

Light me up

There was something new on the horizon
But you again
Not wanting to talk about these things anymore

But if all your shame had set in
Because he continued to fight
If I tell you, it's right

Going down the column to Grande Hotel
You change your shoulder bag
No more secrets
I will be your whore
Even without shame
I say that I love you more

I will never go back to the Grande Hotel
You take me to hell
Stupid boy
Comparing yourself to a whore

Going down the column to Grande Hotel



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