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Point North

Hotel Room

 

Hotel Room

(álbum: Retrograde - 2019)


I can't leave now, yeah I'm stuck though
I let myself down, had to let go
'Cause I can maintain on my own now
And I can't look back, wish I could though yeah
And I don't really wanna say this part
I'm afraid of what you'll blame me for
Even though I know it wasn't my fault
I can never seem to get that far

All these vices
Bars, lines, Percocet
The worst part's over
But I'm still sober

'Cause now my house feels like a cheap hotel room
And if I wake up, won't be until noon
Heart-shaped stains on the dirty carpet, everywhere
I never got a chance to see what's out there
I connect dots on a popcorn ceiling
Waiting on life to come and find me, before I do

Spending my time in the workshop
Obsessing on these songs 'til they all drop
I'll keep you entertained with my dark thoughts
100 000 streams for a soft spot

And I don't wanna relive this part
I'm afraid of what you'll blame me for
Even thought I know it wasn't your fault
I can never seem to get that far

All these vices
Bars, lines, Percocet
The worst part's over
But I'm still sober

'Cause now my house feels like a cheap hotel room
And if I wake up, won't be until noon
Heart-shaped stains on the dirty carpet, everywhere
I never got a chance to see what's out there
I connect dots on a popcorn ceiling
Waiting on life to come and find me, before I do

And I don't really wanna say this part
I'm afraid of what you'll blame me for
Even though I know it wasn't my fault
I can never seem to get that far

All these vices
Bars, lines, Percocet
The worst part's over
But I'm still sober

'Cause now my house feels like a cheap hotel room
And if I wake up, won't be until noon
Heart-shaped stains on the dirty carpet, everywhere
I never got a chance to see what's out there
I connect dots on a popcorn ceiling
Waiting on life to come and find me, before I do

You are a freak
What?
No, I'm serious, you're a freak, do you wanna be normal? Do you wanna be just like everyone else?

hecho

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