
Upstairs New York Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Driving Westward bound
Fear of arriving
In the lost and found
I dont know what I miss more
If its in your smile if its on your porch
And I'm dying
Chloe
Hear me
You can be a fucking star
I wish that I could work that hard
Chloe
See me
All your stuff is in my room
I'd give it back but its to soon
Arrive at eight
To the bar
Im a little late
Its not that far
Its not what I had advertised with
Avoiding all the astral alignments
And now my car
Chloe
Hear me
You can be a fucking star
I wish that I could work that hard
Chloe see me
All your stuff is in my room
Id give it back but its to soon
Being there hurts to much for
Me to care
About my lunch
Wish that I was god damn healthy
Envy of the days when I was wealthy
And now my car
It crashed
Chloe
Hear me
Chloe
See me