Lyrics of Hotel

In the hotel, i can’t remember how the past felt.
I rent a blank room to stop living in my past self.
Fuck now, i’m outta here tomorrow.
Fuck now, i’m outta here tomorrow,
And when i check out, it won’t matter how my name’s spelled,
‘cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can’t sell.

In the hotel, i can’t remember how the past felt.
But in a strange bed, i keep sleeping with my past self.

Fuck now, i’m outta here tomorrow.
Fuck now, i’m outta here tomorrow,
And when i check out, it won’t matter how my name’s spelled,
‘cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can’t sell.