A Stain On The Carpet - The Early November

It was a long night drinking whiskey

And I don’t drink so my head is turned around

After a long flight to another city

I can’t think cause my head is off the ground

But that night came falling down.

I spilled red wine on the carpet

Letting it sink in deep for days

So if you ever fall in to dementia,

It won’t let you forget.

I spent a long time swimming to depression

It’s a state that never leave my hands.

Never a hard time more like motivation

Now I blink take a breath and climb the stairs

And the night gets lost in air

I spilled red wine on your carpet

Letting it sink in deep for days

And if you ever fall in to dementia,

It won’t let you forget,

Oh yeah,

It won’t let it forget.

Wine on your carpet…

Wine on your carpet…

Wine on your carpet…

I spilled red wine on the carpet,

It won’t let you forget,

Let you forget…