Baby don’t go
To the haunted hotel
Got a really bad feeling
In my bones, in my bones
Science can’t save you
And your parents are away
On holiday in Mexico
Buying trinkets in the town
The haunted hotel
In a dream that I’ve been having
Has got me waking up sweating
Afraid to turn on the news
My internal dialogue
Is rutted and confused
Trying to find some peace and quiet
But the damage was done
And my job in the city won’t matter no more
When the network is down and my flesh is all torn
Baby stay here
In the shadow of the buildings
In familiar surroundings
In your safety zone
Every plane is a missile
Every suitcase a bomb
There’s no reason in my head now
Only fear in my bones
Pull yourself together, but my reasoning’s caving in

The Rakes

As soon as you're born, you start dying
So you might as well have a good time


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