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Hotel Dreams (KM..aka B.. inspired, again!)
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Hi Life! There you go again, tipping me over to see if I'm still alive!
Wasn't I content crawling around under the floor boards
hunting down dead bugs and skeletal remains?
So tell me why are you stalking me this time?
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
You bungied my skin
my bones are falling onto the sky
I need the rules you don't play by
You knew I was a hippie when you lit me on fire and threw me in line next to my twin
So tell me why does she still have her skin
and I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Well, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Yes, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Well, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham.
There is a harsh reality that one never really knows who's drunk or drugged out of their mind
when they bat their wintergreen eyes at you from across the oceanic room
I do not stand on the rung yet
until I'm sure you won't pull it
My last lover we're best friends
for once two people got it right.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Hi life! There you go again.
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Wasn't I content crawling around under the floor boards
hunting down dead bugs and skeletal remains?
So tell me why are you stalking me this time?
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
You bungied my skin
my bones are falling onto the sky
I need the rules you don't play by
You knew I was a hippie when you lit me on fire and threw me in line next to my twin
So tell me why does she still have her skin
and I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Well, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Yes, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham
Well, I'm dancing, prancing, glancing around underneath the City of Gotham.
There is a harsh reality that one never really knows who's drunk or drugged out of their mind
when they bat their wintergreen eyes at you from across the oceanic room
I do not stand on the rung yet
until I'm sure you won't pull it
My last lover we're best friends
for once two people got it right.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Put a mirror up to your own face and tell me that you
really want to swing from my hotel dreams.
Hi life! There you go again.
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