Текст песни 3AM - Bliss n Eso

3 in the morning
The house is haunted
Walls are talking
I hear them call
The door they closed it
I kicked it open
I'm rolling stone up on the open road
And I can't sleep
Set me free
Ghosts are dancing in my soul
'Till I hit the horizon
I keep on driving
When will I get there?
Man, I don't know

Yo check it out
Homie we rolling and you know we blowing smoke
Past my house that's always haunted with an oak tree full of crows
Ghosts are dancing daily
And that's the house that raised me
But if you come inside it's enough to drive a motherfucker crazy
I'm as crazy as they come dog
Tell me where that sun's gone?
You see I bleed but best believe that baby I'm a young god
And all I see are my ghosts
Even with my eyes closed
Believe it, I done seen shit that'll leave these people mind blown
And now that I'm a daddy
Of course I'm going all out
Cuz either way to keep you safe these walls are getting torn down
So never let 'em lock you in
The keys to have a free mind
Beheaded all my demons so that we can raise our seed right
Now this house is on fire and the flames are rising high
My old life is just a tombstone
And baby we're alive and we can make it if we try
I think it's time that we built ourselves a new home

3 in the morning
The house is haunted
Walls are talking
I hear them call
The door they closed it
I kicked it open
I'm a rolling stone up on the open road
And I can't sleep
Set me free
Ghosts are dancing in my soul
'Till I hit the horizon
I keep on driving
When will I get there?
Man, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Baby I don't know
I don't know

Yeah I don't know man
I don't know
I'm waking up in my closet
Next to all my skeletons
Yeah they pilling up
Shit, last night was wild as fuck
Penthouse up in the clouds about a mile up
It's getting dark now but we about to fire it up
I got the Devil on speed dial
So dial him up
Hello
Room 666
The elevator opened up like
Woooo
I'm walking through The Doors like Jim Morrison
Who the fuck got the Garden of Eden partying?
The Devil
Got models that bring bottles in
Little naughty things getting erotic
And wearing not a thing
Yeah
Dancing with rich doctors
Acting like witchdoctors
Mixing concoctions
Like lit pharmacists
The Devil walking 'round in a dressing gown like King Solomon
Mixed with Hugh Hef
The shit's awesome
Snowing like Colorado
YOLO is the motto
They crazy all these models
Raging 'till tomorrow
Hop in the Phantom with Devil
He got the genie bottle
I think I've lost my fucking head like I'm in Sleepy Hollow

3 in the morning
The house is haunted
Walls are talking
I hear them call
The door they closed it
I kicked it open
I'm rolling stone up on the open road
And I can't sleep
Set me free
Ghosts are dancing in my soul
'Till I hit the horizon
I keep on driving
When will I get there?
Man, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Baby I don't know
I don't know
I don't know