Regina Spektor - Apres Moi Lyrics
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Apres Moi
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What Are The Lyrics For Apres Moi By Regina Spektor?
I (uh) must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours I (uh) must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood I (uh) must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I (uh) must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood Fevrale dostat chernil I plakat Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd Poka grohochushaya slyakot Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood I (uh) must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I (are) must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice I (uh) must go on stan-stan-ding-dong You can't, can't break that, that Which isn't, isn't yours, yours Which isn't, isn't yours, yours I'm not, not my own, own It's not, not my choice, choice |
Who Wrote Apres Moi By Regina Spektor?
Regina Spektor
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What's The Duration Of The Apres Moi By Regina Spektor?The duration of Apres Moi is 5:08 minutes and seconds. |
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