Luyện nghe bài hát Last Rites at the Jane Hotel

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

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

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

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

Check-in at the hotel
people

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

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

Dream,

[?] yawning
Wrecked me for the [?]
That I am free and alone
in Jersey I feel better

Why would you Why should you care how I'm doing?
Do I bother you with those of vapid questions anymore?
I matter, I wanna be your friend, not a poison
This kind of love, our 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 authentic in hell
it doesn't feel quite as pompous
At not as I can
At least not as I can

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