Crowded Room - Conor Maynard

Now should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen In somebody you'd known since you were sixteen? If love is a bolt from the blue Then what is that bolt but a glorified screw And that doesn't hold nothing together Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music It's making me sick, I know it's making you sick There's nothing there, it's like eating air It's like drinking gin with nothing else in And that doesn't hold me together But for one crowded hour You were the only one in the room I sailed around all those bumps in the night To your beacon in the gloom I thought I had found my golden September In the middle of that purple June But one crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin And I know you like your boys to take their medicine From the bowl with a silver spoon Who'd run away with the dish and scare the fish By the silvery light of the moon Who were taught from the womb to believe to the tune In as far as their bleeding eyes see Is a pleasure pen, meant for them, built and rent for them Not for the likes of me, no, not for the likes of you and me And for one crowded hour You were the only one in the room And I sailed around all those bumps in the night To your beacon in the gloom I thought I had found my golden September In the middle of that purple June But one crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin Oh, but the green eyed harpy of the song land She takes into hers, my hand She says, "Boy, I know you're lying Oh, but then, so am I", and to this I said, "Oh well" They put me in a cage full of lions, I learned to speak lion In fact I know the language well I picked it up while I was versing myself In the languages they speak in hell That night, the silence gave birth to a baby They took it away to her silent dismay And they raised it to be a lady Now she can't keep her mouth shut And for one crowded hour You were the only one in the room And I sailed around all those bumps in the night To your beacon in the gloom I thought I had found my golden September In the middle of that purple June But one crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin Yes, that one crowded hour You were the only one in the room Well, I played a few songs for those bumps in the night In fact I played this very tune You said, "What is this six stringed instrument But an adolescent loom?" And one crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin I say, one crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin One crowded hour Would lead to my wreck and ruin

Hell raising, hair raising I'm ready for the worst So frightening, face whitening Fear that you can't reverse My phone has no signal It's making my skin crawl The silence is so loud The lights spark and flicker With monsters much bigger Than I can control now Welcome to the panic room Where all your darkest fears are gonna Come for you, come for you Welcome to the panic room You'll know I wasn't joking When you see them, too, see them, too Welcome to the panic room Welcome to the panic room Still waiting, hands shaking Maybe the coast will clear But these voices, these strange noises They followed me in here My phone has no signal It's making my skin crawl The silence is so loud The lights spark and flicker With monsters much bigger Than I can control now Welcome to the panic room Where all your darkest fears are gonna Come for you, come for you Welcome to the panic room You'll know I wasn't joking When you see them, too, see them, too Welcome to the panic room Welcome to the panic room Welcome to the panic room There's no crying wolves now 'Cause the truth has settled in Hiding under goose down For your nightmare to begin Welcome to the panic room

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true