Hotel Cortez

Авторы

• @masaha

Стили

• Блюз-рок
• Рок
• Блюз
• Джаз
• Кинематографичная музыка
• Тёплая и уютная музыка
• Мрачная музыка
• Меланхоличная музыка

Текст трека

[Verse 1]
I checked in with a suitcase and a shame,
The lobby held the ghosts without a name.
The elevator cried a low and lonesome note,
As if it knew the song stuck in my throat.
He poured a drink and said "You'll never leave,"
I laughed and crushed my cigarette up my sleeve.
The trumpet bled a slow and minor key,
And something in that sound made room for me.

[Chorus]
Permanent guest in a velvet cage,
Every night I play the same charade.
I gave my blood for that trumpet moan,
Now the Hotel Cortez won't leave me alone.

[Verse 2]
She wore a dress like a silver knife,
Her voice was smoke cutting through my life.
She said "The needle's sweet, the mirror's kind,
Just close your eyes and leave your mind behind."
I watched the dancers spin on broken heels,
The bass line thumped like a heart that never heals.
I took her hand, she took my final breath,
And now we waltz on the edge of death.

[Chorus]
Permanent guest in a velvet cage,
Every night I play the same charade.
I gave my blood for that trumpet moan,
Now the Hotel Cortez won't leave me alone.

[Verse 3]
The elevator only goes one way,
Down to the lounge where the lost ones sway.
I hear my laughter from a hundred years,
A hollow echo soaked in gin and tears.
The Countess glides through the cigarette haze,
Counting the souls that she's kept in a daze.
I try to leave, but the doors all lock,
And the piano plays till the morning knocks.

[Bridge]
Oh, the neon bleeds on the marble floor,
And I remember what I came here for.
But the past is ash and the future's crime,
So I'll keep on dancing till the end of time.

[Chorus]
Permanent guest in a velvet cage,
Every night I play the same charade.
I gave my blood for that trumpet moan,
Now the Hotel Cortez won't leave me alone.