Getting wasted at the Hyatt How'd the music get so quiet Got me feeling like I'm dying Fucking with you cause I'm fine yeah Higher in the elevator Can't stop feeling like a faker Got my nose filled up with powder But the voices getting louder I should feel like someone wants me now Mom, I've got a million people here to hold me down All those nights you said you'd throw me out I'm one step ahead I'm going down It's getting harder and harder to ignore Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor And I'm just running and running But I can't find the door It's getting harder and harder to ignore Yeah yeah yeah Man I cry at every party Not In crisis I mean partly I don't even try to hide it And least it breaks up all the quiet I should feel like someone wants me now Mom I've got a million people here to hold me down All those nights you said you'd throw me out I'm one step ahead I'm going down Fuck It's getting harder and harder to ignore Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor And I'm just running and running But I can't find the door It's getting harder and harder to ignore Yeah yeah yeah It's getting harder and harder to ignore Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor And I'm just running and running But I can't find the door It's getting harder and harder to ignore Yeah yeah yeah I know I'll be on the bathroom floor Tomorrow morning I know I'll be on the bathroom floor Tomorrow morning It's getting harder and harder to ignore Like hells below me, there's cracks in the floor And I'm just running and running But I can't find the door It's getting harder and harder to ignore Yeah yeah yeah