Broken Screens, Quiet Nights

Yeah, we're sitting in the back Room six,

nobody on the track

Two AM, the neon sign is dead

Asking for directions while I'm checking what you said Pretending not to

stare at the cracks across the glass But the map is frozen

and the seconds start to pass Yeah,

room six is empty but the mic is still turned on I'm

singing to the shadows till the morning light is gone

(ohhh) Lost in the static of a cracked-up screen Trying to find

a way to a place I've never seen Underneath the glitter we

are hiding what we mean

(hiding what we mean)

Karaoke room, private channel on the screen

Living in the space in between the gold and green I fake

a little laugh like I know where I should go

But I'm just a tourist running out of show (hahaha)

Yeah, we hold the pose,

look so clean

But we're just fragments of a cracked-up screen

(ohhh) Lost in the static of a cracked-up screen

Trying to find a way to a place I've never seen

Underneath the glitter we are hiding what we mean

(hiding what we mean)

Lost inside room six...

Two AM...

Just a tourist in the dark...