The Ghostlore Hotel

I know that you’ll never read these walls
Sex therapy is a medicine here
I’m framed at the worst of me
You know flowers can’t bloom in the grey

I’m stuck, I’m stuck
In the fragility of my room today
I’m here not there to tell you to
Put yourself in my place one time
The fragrance exudes may be of exile
I’m dying to save you
Here’s my home my art
The gholstlore hotel is my paradise

It’s a thin line, I’ve been walking through
It’s between words to attitude
Mama put a gun in his head
Eye to eye, heart broken in two
I never knew what you really wanted
We trade passion for glory
Hanging though staying for a while hungry
You are lost in darkness, with no one by your side

I’m stuck, I’m stuck
In the fragility of my room today
I’m here not there to tell you to
Put yourself in my place one time
The fragrance exudes may be of exile
I’m dying to save you
Here’s my home my art
The gholstlore hotel is my paradise

I know I’m trapped
I’m framed at the paradox
I can’t still bloom in the grey
Love me or leave me
I’m unprotected

I’m stuck, I’m stuck
In the fragility of my room today
I’m here not there to tell you to
Put yourself in my place one time
The fragrance exudes may be of exile
I’m dying to save you
Here’s my home my art
The gholstlore hotel is my paradise