Glocca Morra Hot Informed Lyrics


Hot & Informed by Glocca Morra

I've got to stop meeting people at strange times in my life
Hold the door, open the door
Pointless small endeavors, to nothing

Keep coming home alone
Pasta. Water. Small rooms. Tiny steps
And a bird got its wings clipped
So it won't fly anymore

American homes:
What do you do when you're alone?

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