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Hotel keys are what I'm holding. |
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It's room number 225. |
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Hotel keys are what I'm holding. |
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I'm here but I'm barely alive. |
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Had a hotel room in Tennessee. |
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What the hell is going on below me? |
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Voices scattered in rows |
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Up through the floors. |
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Silence was shattered |
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By the slamming of the doors. |
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Chorus |
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Well a busted sign said "Vacancy." |
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It all seemed like a mess to me. |
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All I wanted was a good night's rest. |
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I'm sick and I'm tired |
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And I couldn't care less. |
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It's gonna come quick that quarter til four |
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It's ten after three |
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And I just spilled some more. |
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Red light numbers are set |
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And it's gonna be sad. |
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I won't get no sleep |
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For a deal that's gone bad. |
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Chorus |
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When the headlights came, |
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It was over fast. |
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They were out of there |
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By a quarter past. |
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Yeah I know they all went down the line. |
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Blood-shot eyes at check out time. |
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Chorus |
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I'm here but I'm barely alive |
