Presale letra

I smoked before the show
Only to play a two song set cut short
With some fans who don’t know us and some bands who don’t care
They stand off in the corner and continue to stare at the broken scene
On stage it’s all just part of the act a million bands
Fighting for a handful of fans
So we’re taking all bets
Just be careful who you stick with
Cause we just might turn our backs like so many before us

And I’ve been waiting for a change but everything just seems to stay the same
While lazy production keeps taking my money
I’m just getting poorer with every show I play

And I’m getting to old for this scene
While sitting and watching everyone succeed
With tired beats and pointless screams
These dog fights are becoming a tragedy.

Stop me if you’ve heard this one
Because I know you’ve had
My ears are dying for something new
But they haven’t found anything yet

I’m so sorry we’re not what you’re looking for
We’re so sorry we’re not what you’re looking for

The Motel Life - Letras

• Alva
• Falling Asleep
• Ghosts
• God Loves Jacob
• Good Morning
• How Things Go
• Hunting Soliders (Soliders Hunting)
• I'll Find Myself Another State
• No One Belongs Here More Than You
• Presale
• Retreat
• Second Place
• So Strange
• Sunday School
• The Country Song
• We All Left Something Behind
• Wooden Hands
• Writing a Book