Artist: first degree
Song: night in a hotel
It`s `bout a night in a hotel
The party is over
Voices still ring like a bell
Didn`t want to go there
An old missed friend he send me a letter to come
Promised me whiskey and fun
Thought to myself it would be better to run
Talk about the things we`ve done
I`ve been really confused of what I`ve seen
My friend was not the same he`s been
I`ve been really shocked of this guy
What he tried to deny
It`s `bout a night in a hotel
The party is over
My friends face still in my mind
Feel as if I`ve been blind
Only friend of all these guys has been my whyskey
Did not know what I should talk
Small talk, nice talk, my head seems to explode
I think I`m going crazy
One o`clock, two o`clock, time hasn`t flowed
My thoughts gone mean and dirty
Couldn`t stand it no more
Would like to ignore these guys
Strange look in their eyes
You know
Want to sing them this song
I do not belong to them
Couldn`t tell them
Only friend of all these guys has been my whiskey
Did not know what I should talk
