Hotel In Paris

You
I've been here at all, with you
Where you up to, boo
Think about the news
I think everyone is dying
You
I've been here at all, with you
Where you up to, boo
Think about the news
I think everyone is dying

I've been in the party, I've been feeling the sign and
I can see everybody, but the ghosts in my mind
What is mine? I'm in a life that I could finally called mine
That ain't given to everybody so now it's my time
It's been years, that I've been living in the Valley of Death
With no meth, but I could still not find up my destiny
I didn't called this a calamity, but it's me, who is living in a brand new reality
It is me, that you see, with the futur golden teeth, and my sleeve, need to wash all the blood on my tee
It is not mine, I still shine, got no choice, to be mine, call this life, with a knife, got to strive, to nine lives of cat, Inch of nails
What's the bail, go to Hell, I came back
So I need somebody to watching my back, it is black, on my tat's, it's a fact, but I'm back
Yeah I'm back: that everybody here, need to chill and relax, and I be

You
I've been here at all, with you
Where you up to, boo
Think about the news
I think everyone is dying
You
I've been here at all, with you
Where you up to, boo
Think about the news
I think everyone is dying



Credits
Writer(s): Yann Otero
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