Luyện nghe bài hát Last Rites at the Jane Hotel

Other can be so disappointing
I need to spend more time
What us the right to be so depressing?
224 16th Street was our cathedral

These I cry for you must prove that
I'm not the demon I'm meant to be

You say you love me just like you aren't too shady
Knowing what you know, it be hard to
someone who's so similar to yourself
Don't you know pointless to try and bully me into caring more
no fault of your own
It's really just the boredom of being someone's

These tears I cry for you prove that
I'm not the demon that I'm to be

Check-in at the Jane
people

As as dead from anti-anxiety meds
And the old grasping for air that's not there

Seeking out my own season in hell
it doesn't feel quite as pompous
At not as I can
At least not as I can

Dream,

Misery [?]
me for the summer's [?]
That I am and almost alone
Down in Jersey I feel

Why would you ask? Why you care how I'm doing?
Do I you with those kinds of vapid questions anymore?
I wanna matter, I be your friend, not a poison
kind of love, our kind of love is so demoralizing

These I cry for you must prove that
I'm not the demon that I'm to be

Seeking out my own season in hell
Though it doesn't feel as pompous
At not as I can
At least not as I can

Seeking out my own season in hell
it doesn't feel quite as caustic
At not as I can
At not as I can
At least not as I can