Hot Mulligan Carbon Monoxide Hotel
[Verse 1: Tades Sanville]
Tighten your grip
Just hold my fingers and sit for a moment
I don't remember the talk
But I couldn't balance when we walked
I was begging for help
As if it's somebody else's problem
Memories incomplete
Recall the way you looked at me
[Chorus: Tades Sanville]
One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
Falling over
I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore
Being sober's
Just terrified and crawling out of my skin
Can't recognize where the problem begins
When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
[Verse 2: Tades Sanville]
(Drown out by regret)
(Drown out by regret)
The car ride didn't make the cut (Drown)
Some suggestion of movement under my seat (Drown out by regret)
Only proof is I woke up
Displaced from where I thought I would be (Drown out by)
(Where I would be)
[Chorus: Tades Sanville & Chris Freeman]
One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
Falling over
I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore
Being sober
Just terrified and crawling out of my skin
Can't recognize where the problem begins
When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
Drowning mistakes I can't face from the night before
Hating the taste, but not wanting to think anymore
[Bridge: Tades Sanville & Chris Freeman]
Comes to me like I'm trying to remember a dream
Auburn carpet, the sound of a vending machine
Cake your eyes with mud and settle
Stumble up the stairs like I'm new on my feet
Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow
Time I couldn't recount, like a scene change, I'll
Watch while it lets me offend all the people I love
Ashamed every day, I don't know some new evil I've done
[Chorus: Tades Sanville & Chris Freeman]
One doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
Falling over
I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore
Being sober
Just terrified and crawling out of my skin
Can't recognize where the problem begins
When one doesn't work, turns to eight on the hotel floor
Drowning mistakes I can't face from the night before
Hating the taste, but not wanting to think anymore
[Outro: Chris Freeman & Tades Sanville]
Cake your eyes with mud and settle
Comes to me like I'm trying to remember a dream
Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow
Auburn carpet, the sound of a vending machine
Cake your eyes with mud and settle
Stumble up the stairs like I'm new on my feet
Fill your mouth with thorns and swallow
Time I couldn't recount, catching up with me
