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Hotel Room

from Vacation's Over by Sloth Hands

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He said he's sorry he'll never see you again
He turned his back and he's stomping on Bibles
'Cause the only constant known is always turning
They get to do what they want to do
And they get to do it once a week
If this is the plan then it sounds like shit to me

I'm not sleeping I'm just tired
After another day of wringing myself out
Over yesterday's best guess on multiple choices
It's really not hard to find the suspect
In the reel-to-reel of every day
Come one come all to the whole bloody affair

And now I blew all my luck on a hotel room for one
And how, remind me again, is all of this even worth it
Feeling alone when you're alone
Alone in a hotel room
Burning the candle at both ends
God damn that's such a boring virtue
It's in the quiet spaces we learn to break the rules

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from Vacation's Over, released May 17, 2019

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