the spot Lyrics

Write me a postcard addressed to the past

With all of your secrets I never asked for

I'm high as a staircase, a brick past the top

Where the stars are not hidden

I still know the spot, oh

A million mistakes to make - I just rue regret

Regret words I didn't say - hey, that's ironic!

Please, be my bad habit; be my nicotine

It's the city of coffee

We're sugar and cream

Write me a postcard addressed to the past

With all of your secrets I never asked for

I'm high as a staircase, a brick past the top

Where the stars are not hidden

I still know the spot

I'm writing from exile; I'm crossing timelines

Fate is a construct of mystery lights

Have mercy on mercer 'cause one got away

It's the city of bassists

But your drummer's a fake, yeah

Write me a postcard addressed to the past

With all of your secrets I never asked for

I'm high as a staircase, a brick past the top

Where the stars are not hidden

I still know the spot