Window to Paris Lyrics

Look at the people look at em look the sky then look at the streets

Look at my dreams I'm lookin but l look and I look at defeat I look at my feet

Look at the bottle I look and I take me a drink I'm lookin a mess

But nobody here to look at me nobody can looks in the flesh I look and I think

I look at the lights look at the cars I look at it still I'm lookin obsessed

Lookin at Paris I look and I wish that I could just get up and leave for a sec

The window just taunt me it haunt me I'm probably catching my breath I should just rest

I sip from the bottle and feel it as it starts to burn down my throat and all down my chest

I'm lookin at this lookin at that I'm lookin but nobody looks at me back

They don't even move the bottle consumed so I grab me a new one and remove the cap

Hit it again look through the window and nothing has changed since I last

Still I been reaching for something I cant achieve and it feels like something that I'll never have

Look at me drinking myself til I'm stupid and stumbling all up inside of my crib

Drunk to the point that I'm looking through windows when they don't exist I need a grip

Everything blurring together I'm slurring my speech I talk to myself depression is deep

But Paris is just stare at me back from the window and thats where I wish I could be

I'm sitting in my living room I think of what I've been through

A brief moment of levity from everything suspenseful (Aye)

When I can be estranged from everything in life eventful

I'm just staring at Paris beyond the window (Window window window0

Through the bottom of this liquor bottle everything's a blur

But a better life is something I deserve (I deserve)

Through the bottom of this liquor bottle everything's a blur

But a better life is something I deserve (I deserve)

I sit down and I'm feelin all the pain

As I'm lookin out the window through the frame

I refrain take the bottle and kiss it on the lips

The walls are closing in the room always just spins

This is where ive always had to live

The Paris streets are beauty i cant get

I just stare while here I sit

Dreaming of a life that I can't reach

I just watch it incomplete

I cant tell if its a beach or its a bitch its a bitch what a bitch

I'm sitting in my living room I think of what I've been through

A brief moment of levity from everything suspenseful (Aye)

When I can be estranged from everything in life eventful

I'm just staring at Paris beyond the window (Window window window)

Through the bottom of this liquor bottle everything's a blur

But a better life is something I deserve (I deserve)

Through the bottom of this liquor bottle everything's a blur

But a better life is something I deserve (I deserve)