Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song July (Part One), artist - Hotel Books. Album song Run Wild, Young Beauty, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 06.04.2015
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
July (Part One) |
I sat down with her and she told me her story. |
I told her I loved her and I just wanted to support her through her recovery. |
Through conversations, I listened, and I feel like this is the best way to |
interpret what she told me. |
The devil found clever way to infiltrate and bring his manipulation; |
a slender blonde in a cocktail dress struggling through the intoxication |
brought on by the gifting of drinks until she was ready to payback in the |
bedroom. |
In the search to appease the demons in her head on a sterile surface in the |
bathroom. |
Looking into a half cracked half filthy mirror hoping she doesn’t reflect |
that half cracked and half filthy receding stain of a smile her mother made |
when she left |
because the promises she made to herself seem to be the hardest ones to keep |
and knowing she survived the last storm was no longer all she needed to be able |
to fall asleep. |
Vacant wine glasses and late night crashes symbolic of her vessel with no |
presentation at the pallet, |
but a spirit starving for remembrance some sort of legacy other than her |
occupation. |
Because her normal skin looked like silk but had been masked by vengeance. |
Baggage under her eyes deep within her overcompensating lies and all she saw |
when she gazed into the endless skies was regret from that manipulation. |
This life of sleeping through the static of practice for the everlasting rush |
she hoped for, |
she was somewhat ecstatic, but not for the first time. |
Because this was reminiscent of those times that she would have those late |
night drives; |
Those moments when she would look back and say «How did I get here?» |
Those moments when she would look at old childhood photos and say «How did that |
child grow up to be like this?» |
When did I dismiss the morals that I subscribed to? |
I don’t know what to do. |
And she looks at photos of her beautiful mother in her youth and is envious of |
that smile she had when she was twenty-two. |
And she wishes she could say the same for herself but she’s lived in a |
self-perpetuated hell. |
Because she took the literal stains and the literal scars and turned them into |
the emotional drain and then she fell apart. |
And I’ve never really been one for taking second chances on times that I’ve |
been broken |
but sometimes forgiveness needs to be put in place for someone to actually grow |
from these negative emotions, |
and all that constructive use of the pain that’s thrown at you is the only way |
to find refuge. |
So I’m gonna tell you this darling, every time you tell yourself that you’re |
not worth it, |
every time you tell yourself that you’re worthless, you’re being lied to. |
And in that case, the liar is you. |