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letra de closing times (the best of times) - saint loretto

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[verse 1]
it’s closing time
at the masquerade
can’t peel myself off the floor
my eyes are wide, like never before
i’ve seen myself on the other side

[pre-chorus]
but only for a moment this ice won’t melt
yeah, my troubled soul is knocking at the gates of h-ll
i’m higher than the alt-tude of solar cells
cut myself open so i could die for a spell
i tell you what i’m only looking for

[chorus]
brighter days
nights that go on till the break of morning
far away
from the place that i called home

[verse 2]
close my eyes for a minute
look in the mirror
d-mn there’s no limit to just how low i can feel
i’ve seen this before
i’ve been here before
these marks on my arms
the knocks at the door
i wish i could whisper in screams
but i can’t keep control of my senseless self-loathing

[pre-chorus]
this ice won’t melt
yeah, my troubled soul is knocking at the gates of h-ll
i’m higher than the alt-tude of solar cells
cut myself open so i could die for a spell
i tell you what i’m only looking for

[chorus]
brighter days
nights that go on till the break of morning
far away from the place that i called home
i’ll just laugh away all the pain that i feel when i think i’m falling
half asleep
because i wanna know the day

[verse 3]
pull me under the covers, i’m wide awake
and claustrophobic
(i come up for air)
breathing, clearer than i once was
i conduct myself with fervor
i swear to god i’m further than i thought but
this ice won’t melt
yeah, my troubled soul is knocking at the gates of h-ll
i’m higher than the alt-tude of solar cells
cut myself open so i could die for a spell
i tell you what i’m only looking for

[chorus]
brighter days
nights that go on till the break of morning
far away from the place that i called home
i’ll just laugh away all the pain that i feel when i think i’m falling
half asleep
because i wanna know the day

[bridge]
this ain’t the best of times (i think i thought it through)
this ain’t the worst of times
this ain’t the best of times (somehow we’ll make it through)
this ain’t the worst of times

[pre-chorus]
this ice won’t melt
yeah, my troubled soul is knocking at the gates of h-ll
i’m higher than the alt-tude of solar cells
cut myself open so i could die for a spell
i tell you what i’m only looking for

[chorus]
brighter days
nights that go on till the break of morning
far away from the place that i called home
i’ll just laugh away all the pain that i feel when i think i’m falling
half asleep
because i wanna know the day

- saint loretto

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