Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motel, artist - Skizzy Mars. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Motel |
| I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl |
| We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world |
| I know sometimes you think about what could’ve been |
| As we sit inside this motel |
| Ay |
| But wherever I go there I am |
| You just finished smoking with friends |
| And I just hit the road once again |
| Now I’m living in a city that I’m fucking hating |
| Everybody fake they crave validation, me too |
| All these drugs seeking salvation |
| Late night calls hoping that you take 'em |
| Life changing its life saving |
| You the one that got away baby I’m waiting |
| Popped another pill 'cause my mind racing |
| Put your name in a song now that’s audacious |
| God speaking to me during meditation |
| Slide on you late night know you work the day shift |
| All the shit I could’ve said all the nights we could’ve spent |
| You live rent free inside my head |
| I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl |
| We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world |
| I know sometimes you think about what could’ve been |
| As we sit inside this motel (-tel-tel) |
| Yeah |
| We move slow 'cause its the pace that you prefer |
| Tried to gas you up believing what you worth |
| Codependent, don’t be leaving me for work |
| I’ll be here when you return something rolled to burn |
| Commitment issues my pops settled down at 40 |
| And I’m 27, I use sex like medicine |
| Emotional intelligence was something I never leveled with |
| Me and my be-devilments |
| Still doing things that I’m tryna stop |
| And you still a lot stirring up the pot |
| Young and perplexed |
| She got fame I got sex |
| Still think about you sometimes I confess |
| Drinking through the good and bad |
| On any occasion we faded |
| And we look back in amazement |
| And wonder where the days went |
| Young and we lack in patience |
| I know you love the way you look inside that mirror girl |
| We blowing loud inside your jeep we screaming fuck the world |
| I know sometimes you think about what could’ve been |
| As we sit inside this motel |