No milk today

♪ No, really, today wasn't all my soul ♪

♪ The company was gay, we turned that into game ♪

♪ But all that's left is a place called New Orleans ♪

♪ A terrace house, enemies, feet back at them ♪

♪ And I'm in line with a ring of your own ♪

♪ It's just too hot to get on ♪

♪ No, really, today wasn't all my soul ♪

♪ The company was gay, we turned that into game ♪

♪ As the music played in the rain ♪

♪ As we heard it in the books, the stars were in the air ♪

♪ How could they know, just what this message means ♪

♪ The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams ♪

♪ How could they know, a palace that is ♪

♪ Behind the door, but might not break a steam ♪

♪ No, really, today wasn't all my soul ♪

♪ The company was gay, we turned that into game ♪

♪ But all that's left is a place called New Orleans ♪

♪ A terrace house, enemies, feet back at them ♪

♪ And I'm in line with a ring of your own ♪

♪ It's just too hot to get on ♪

♪ No, really, today wasn't all my soul ♪

♪ The company was gay, we turned that into game ♪

♪ As the music played in the rain ♪

♪ As we heard it in the rain ♪

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