In a small hotel room at the border of the sea And a whole world between my army and me In a small hotel room at the border of sanity Cut off my landmarks and identity Oh, the moon is glaring at me Oh, stars pointing at me In this small hotel room within these suffocating walls I train my ear to the unresponsive calls In this small hotel room, new decor and different view Stripped of all the habits that I knew I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Oh, the moon is glaring at me Oh, stars pointing at me Oh, it's such a laughable sight Oh, when you've seen me in a different light Treacherous glory Shallow popularity Teach us integrity To swallow this reality In a small hotel room, free yet a detainee For I lost my context, the definition of me In a small hotel room deprived from life's zest 'Cause my entourage's eyes were my confidence's nest Oh, the moon is glaring at me Oh, stars pointing at me Oh, it's such a laughable sight Oh, when you've seen me in a different light Treacherous glory Shallow popularity Teach us integrity To swallow this reality