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Capitol Hill Video (MV)




Performed By: Last Disaster
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Jared Cove, William Rion




Last Disaster - Capitol Hill Lyrics




In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew

I know exactly what I got myself into at the time
Benign and gentle, your eyes made me sentimental
But the let down taught me I can't win
So I'll just let the Capitol sink in
And reflect on all that went wrong in my head

In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew

And it may not be what I need
But I'd gladly slit my own throat just to watch your new boy bleed
Yet I bet you I'd forget you
That I'd act as if I never met you
So I hope this song gets stuck inside your head

In the hotel bed
Do you have any idea what it feels like to be lied to and mislead
Consumed by my own fears, confused by what you said
Tell me how did I get here

In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew
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In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew

I know exactly what I got myself into at the time
Benign and gentle, your eyes made me sentimental
But the let down taught me I can't win
So I'll just let the Capitol sink in
And reflect on all that went wrong in my head

In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew

And it may not be what I need
But I'd gladly slit my own throat just to watch your new boy bleed
Yet I bet you I'd forget you
That I'd act as if I never met you
So I hope this song gets stuck inside your head

In the hotel bed
Do you have any idea what it feels like to be lied to and mislead
Consumed by my own fears, confused by what you said
Tell me how did I get here

In the hotel bed
(Across the Atlantic)
Did you feel the tremble on my lips
(Did you feel me panic)
Or the racing of my pulse
As you sunk your nails into my hips
Just don't forget the first conversation I struck with you
When you told me you lived in D.C., I thought of a ghost that I once knew
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Writer: Jared Cove, William Rion
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