Hotel from Degenerate Art by Oskar's Drum

Stuck in the dark
Hotel window
Turn down the heat
I’m sweating for two
Night sweats are leaking
T-shirt is dripping
The corridor’s quiet
I must get ice

Breathe in, breathe in
My phone is asleep
There’s no frequency
Burning, I’m burning
Call it a night
These neon shadows fight

Hiding behind
These rancid curtains
They flicker back
Just stale cigar
Don’t get caught
I’m always learning
Don’t give the boys
Any clues or cards

Nothing opens up in here
Everything is locked
Inside this cubicle
The simple truth is dodged

Nothing opens up in here
Everything is hot
Outside the air is sweet
In this hotel I rot
I fret and rot

Breathe in, breath out
My smoked lungs are shot
There’s no getting out
Burning, I’m burning
Call it a night
These neon shadows frighten the heart out of me

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