Go Hang Music - Hotel Indiana

The walls are bare
Smell of death in the air
I won't be living here long enough for me to care
It's my skull in a vice that grows ever more tight
When every pill on the motherfucking planet I've tried
Sins slip by ignored when you sleep on the floor
Where the crackheads used to fuck but a mere two weeks before
I wanna rip up the carpet
I wanna pry up the boards
I wanna dig straight down into your molten core
Where I can be finally left alone
Thanks for nothing
You're all dead to me
Fuck you all

My body is a temple
Let's burn it to the ground
Let's tear out all the columns and fucking bring it all down
It's a nosebleed I know bleeds a toast to fame
It's been too long
It's too late
It's time to go hang

It's a line of cocaine on every morning hung over
You're my snow white whale
You're my sweet leaf clover
You're my summer green
I'm the dying autumn leaves
Come be my liver transplant baby
Fail with me
All my dreams bottleneck
Why even bother with this rolling eight ball flaming planet pile of garbage
I wanna chew up your carpet
I wanna pry out your boards
I wanna dig my own grave under the liquor store

Away from the stench of the burning brown weed
Or the pus from my undiagnosed STD
Or the coveted handle of my cheap whiskey
Or the sawed off barrel of my death machine
I'm like your Mickey baby
You're like my Mallory

Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me
Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me
Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me
Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me
Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me
Oh I'd kill for you
What would you do for me

Written by:
Carter Schultz

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