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Chords in this song13
Intro
Verse 1
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors
Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar
Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror
The short straw takes its bow
The tell tale sign of the last cigarette marking
time in the pockets as the whisky sweat lies like
discarded armour on an unmade bed
And a familiar craving is crawling through his
head
Instrumental
Verse 2
And the only sign of life is the ticking of the pen
Introducing characters to memories like old friends
Frantic as a cardiograph scratching out the lines
In a fever of confession a catalogue of crime in
happy hour. Do you cry in happy hour, do you hide in
happy hour, a pilgrimage to happy hour
Instrumental
Verse 3
New shadows tugging at the corner of his eye
Jostling for attention as the
sunlight flares Through a curtains tear,
shuffling its beams As if in nervous anticipation of another day
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