Or, Berlin
The Bells Rang two evenings after the new year. I heard that you'd be calling from Berlin.
There's not a thing to speak of. There's nothing i dont know.
Smokey Eyes at Madame Claudes, You're all alone.
You said, you could see me here.
And i know it'd be nice someday to sit at home, somewhere in Norway or Berlin.
We're searching for a strange thing.
I know it would be a sin to stay at home after Christmas in Berlin.
I said I could see you here and you know it'd be nice one day to sit at home melting in Norway or Berlin.
There's not a thing to speak of. There's nothing i dont know.
Smokey Eyes at Madame Claudes, You're all alone.
You said, you could see me here.
And i know it'd be nice someday to sit at home, somewhere in Norway or Berlin.
We're searching for a strange thing.
I know it would be a sin to stay at home after Christmas in Berlin.
I said I could see you here and you know it'd be nice one day to sit at home melting in Norway or Berlin.
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Writer(s): Julia Tepper, Matt Meade
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