Paper Thin Hotel - Matt Maltese

Momma loves her baby And daddy loves you too. And the sea may look warm to you babe And the sky may look blue But ooooh Baby Ooooh baby blue Oooooh babe. If you should go skating On the thin ice of modern life Dragging behind you the silent reproach Of a million tear-stained eyes Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice Appears under your feet. You slip out of your depth and out of your mind With your fear flowing out behind you As you claw the thin ice.

Die Welt ist umgekippt Jeder Stein wurde verrückt Angst haben wir nicht Noch nicht Was kommt ist unbekannt Wir sind die letzten Meter gerannt Es fehlt nur noch en stück Und noch en stück Der Blick zurück ist schwarz Und vor uns liegt die Nacht Es gibt kein zurück - zum Glück Zum Glück - kein zurück Kein zurück Wo sind alle hin Die sonst mit uns sind? Haben sie uns schon längst - verlor'n Es ist dunkel hier im Licht Es gibt alles und nichts Und dafür worden wir - geboren Der Blick zurück ist schwarz Und vor uns liegt die Nacht Es gibt kein zurück - zum Glück Zum Glück - kein zurück Kein zurück Kein zurück Lasst uns die letzten Schritte renn Und dann die Spur'n zusamm verbrenn Lasst uns die letzeten Schritte renn Und dann die Spur'n zusamm verbrenn Komm mit Komm mit Der Blick zurück ist schwarz Und vor uns liegt die Nacht Es gibt kein zurück - zum Glück Zum Glück Der Blick zurück ist schwarz Und vor uns liegt die Nacht Es gibt kein zurück - zum Glück Zum Glück - kein zurück Kein zurück

She said I wonder when it'll be my day 'Cause I'm not too far from breakin' down All I've got are screams inside but somehow they Come out in a smile and I'm wonderin' if I'll always feel this way This way The cross is heavy what a burden, am I crazy, Tyler Durdin Don't get better seem to worsen, I don't even know this person In the mirror I hate my sight, two more oxys sleep tonight From fun to havoc, gotta have it alcoholic and an addict This is tragic need some magic I'm insane my thoughts are static Full throttle hit the bottle, pride and ego date a model Drunk as hell stagger wobble, eat them pills, gobble gobble Shake all mornin' panic attack will I find my way back Needle in a haystack, someone pass the J back Numb the pain, all the time can't believe I wrote this rhyme It's my secret this is mine, I'm sick of jail an' doin' time On my knees God take my life insanity cuts me like a knife Ain't got the strength to even fight to take the pain not tonight I keep a smile inside I crumble every way I turn I stumble I need you but I hate you I need some kind of breakthrough I sit in tears can't take it now I live in Hell I'm breakin' down She said I wonder when it'll be my day 'Cause I'm not too far from breakin' down All I've got are screams inside but somehow they Come out in a smile and I'm wonderin' if I'll always feel this way This way Wakin' up blood is itchin', scared to death who is snitchin' Feel like hell look at my health sad when you can't trust yourself Pushed my dad stole from mom entire life made of drama All my friends weathered down when I need help their not around Trapped in a mazeI give up run in place my feet are stuck Things I've done I'm so embarrassed, Oawned the things that I most cherish Search all day for what I need, demeanor's mean my eyes are green I trade my soul for one more bean, friends are dyin' am I the sequel After pills then comes the needle, so much stress I ain't workin' Always shakin' bodies hurtin', can't forget got to muention Extreme anger some depression, delirium tremors I can die Look to the sky wonder why hallucinate with open eyes 30 pack every night I give up I quit the fight Hit my knees saw a light, pray to God with all my might Before my daughter and Mini Thin I heard a voice say Jason listen I love you son and you are missed my name is Jesus, remember this And maybe you've fallen down And maybe you just took the long way home But baby you could never love you Like me And one day this will fade away in The mirror you'll see your smiling face And standing next to you will always be me Yeah me If Mini can do this, so can you First 2 verse 2002 God loves everyone that he meets Help me put these poems in beats It ain't been easy but I can breathe Now I work wit' those in need Making progress prayers on knees In the back of my mind hear that disease Tell me about those nights, you stayed awake Tell me about those days you hated me Tell me how you'd rather die alone, than bein' stuck here with me One day you're going to see things my way You gave me so much room, that I can't break Tell me about those nights, you stayed awake Tell me about those days you hated me Tell me how you'd rather die alone, than bein' stuck here with me One day you're going to see things my way You gave me so much room, that I can't break

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

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour