[Verse 1]
Oh Cecile please tell me, have we met in another anomaly?
Do you remember me as I used to be
A superficial, green-eyed prodigy?
Wearing sandals in Sevastopol, under lofty attempts for life control
Crushing Xanax into my tea
My fleeting thoughts don't seem to agree
Arrived on lundi with the sun sleeping
I departed on Mardi and the time it is creeping
You used to call me Dorian Gray
But I never had the space to hide my paintings anyway
[Hook]
I see you writing
Donnez-moi votre cahier
Est-ce que je peux voir vos pensé ce moi?
[Verse 2]
I never planned this out
The thought process it seemed sufficient
But now I'm looking at your eyes and they appear to resemble a crescent
Please write me soon before I back up and move again
I hate this place, but I don't want this talk to end
[Hook]
I see you writing
Donnez-moi votre cahier
Est-ce que je peux voir vos pensé ce moi?
[Verse 3]
Oh Crimea, I find it confusing down in the Black Sea, rippled and losing
Oh Crimea, you shouldn't amuse me
Mother Russia will cease to abuse thee
Only place I'll ever be at home (home)
Only place I'll ever feel alone (alone)
[Outro x2]
Forget my words, I didn't mean them, my mindset changed you
Can't foresee it
You're another girl without a future, but Crimea I'll never lose her
Forget my words, I didn't mean them, my mindset changed you can't foresee it
You're another girl without a future, but Crimea I'll never lose her