My sensation of selfishness took a long time to go
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
I'm a proponent for being loose
I'm axiomatic clues
The change in my back pocket took me wrong turns for days
I'm trying to express myself in a thousand ways
Making small talk and mixed drinks, I barely manage to save face
Under long hair and lenses I try to cut away
I'm a disaster, a broken fuse
Comfortable under no roof
My, how everything's better with your back against the wall
Biting as it sounds, I will soon be drowning in calls
Unpacking boxes and locking the door into my old room
I feel I could stay here, lie down and avoid the news
I'm the needle against the bruise
I've got a thing for being used
My sensation of selfishness took a long time to go
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
Parker Lee - Station Hotel Lyrics
Parker Lee - Station Hotel Lyrics
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My sensation of selfishness took a long time to go
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
I'm a proponent for being loose
I'm axiomatic clues
The change in my back pocket took me wrong turns for days
I'm trying to express myself in a thousand ways
Making small talk and mixed drinks, I barely manage to save face
Under long hair and lenses I try to cut away
I'm a disaster, a broken fuse
Comfortable under no roof
My, how everything's better with your back against the wall
Biting as it sounds, I will soon be drowning in calls
Unpacking boxes and locking the door into my old room
I feel I could stay here, lie down and avoid the news
I'm the needle against the bruise
I've got a thing for being used
My sensation of selfishness took a long time to go
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
I'm a proponent for being loose
I'm axiomatic clues
The change in my back pocket took me wrong turns for days
I'm trying to express myself in a thousand ways
Making small talk and mixed drinks, I barely manage to save face
Under long hair and lenses I try to cut away
I'm a disaster, a broken fuse
Comfortable under no roof
My, how everything's better with your back against the wall
Biting as it sounds, I will soon be drowning in calls
Unpacking boxes and locking the door into my old room
I feel I could stay here, lie down and avoid the news
I'm the needle against the bruise
I've got a thing for being used
My sensation of selfishness took a long time to go
Poor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the bone
And as I'm walking past Station Hotel, I try to breathe
Knowing if someone finds me, they'll just see what's underneath
Writer: Jowan Mead
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