Hotel - The Antlers

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