Getting wasted at the Hyatt
How'd the music get so quiet
Got me feeling like I'm dying
Fucking with you cause I'm fine yeah
Higher in the elevator
Can't stop feeling like a faker
Got my nose filled up with powder
But the voices getting louder
I should feel like someone wants me now
Mom, I've got a million people here to hold me down
All those nights you said you'd throw me out
I'm one step ahead I'm going down
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor
And I'm just running and running
But I can't find the door
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Yeah yeah yeah
Man I cry at every party
Not In crisis I mean partly
I don't even try to hide it
And least it breaks up all the quiet
I should feel like someone wants me now
Mom I've got a million people here to hold me down
All those nights you said you'd throw me out
I'm one step ahead I'm going down
Fuck
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor
And I'm just running and running
But I can't find the door
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Yeah yeah yeah
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor
And I'm just running and running
But I can't find the door
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Yeah yeah yeah
I know I'll be on the bathroom floor
Tomorrow morning
I know I'll be on the bathroom floor
Tomorrow morning
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor
And I'm just running and running
But I can't find the door
It's getting harder and harder to ignore
Yeah yeah yeah