The Hotel Year

The Hotel Year - Vacancy

You're so old now
Your bearings are shot
You're a caved in roof
You're falling apart
Your nights are spent lying on the couch hoping to forget...

You can't fix this because its burning down
You can't fix me because I'm so burnt out

When that sun crept over those stairs we were lighting fires on our hands
We held the fate of everything we loved in our hands
The strain in my back has left me here
I keep choking on my fears, on my loose ends
All the strength leaves the ghosts alone

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