Motel
Sitting on the bed of a motel, writing about a breakup
The red lights coincide with my mind, they're right
I can't hold on just to write
To let go is to just move on
To hold on is to write a few sad songs
At this point I'm just willingly walking through hell
Falling into obsession
But a blessing
And I never would've
Written these songs without you
Without you
I fell apart in a motel
Couldn't rip apart the past oh well
The color draining from my life
The bloodshot walls, the hazy lights
I can hear the people down below
They're talkin' bout a life so low
Why does everybody come to a motel
To escape their problems
I took my time to lose my mind
Enough is enough it's too much for a rhyme
I force myself down in the dark
I force myself to break my heart
And maybe someday I'll walk out in the sun
The chapter ends when the song is done
Falling into obsession
But a blessing
And I never would've
Written these songs without you
Without you
I fell apart in a motel
Couldn't rip apart the past oh well
The color draining from my life
The bloodshot walls, the hazy lights
I can hear the people down below
They're talkin' bout a life so low
Why does everybody come to a motel
To escape their problems
The red lights coincide with my mind, they're right
I can't hold on just to write
To let go is to just move on
To hold on is to write a few sad songs
At this point I'm just willingly walking through hell
Falling into obsession
But a blessing
And I never would've
Written these songs without you
Without you
I fell apart in a motel
Couldn't rip apart the past oh well
The color draining from my life
The bloodshot walls, the hazy lights
I can hear the people down below
They're talkin' bout a life so low
Why does everybody come to a motel
To escape their problems
I took my time to lose my mind
Enough is enough it's too much for a rhyme
I force myself down in the dark
I force myself to break my heart
And maybe someday I'll walk out in the sun
The chapter ends when the song is done
Falling into obsession
But a blessing
And I never would've
Written these songs without you
Without you
I fell apart in a motel
Couldn't rip apart the past oh well
The color draining from my life
The bloodshot walls, the hazy lights
I can hear the people down below
They're talkin' bout a life so low
Why does everybody come to a motel
To escape their problems
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Edeskuty
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