Текст песни Midnight Laundry (After Hours Version)

Somewhere between midnight and New York And a quiet room in Brazil Same memories, same ghosts Fioratti Lab Huh Final shot in the freezer T-shirt on the fan Half a cup of cold coffee And a way too late plan Phone glow on the hamper Spinning in my head Whoa Sorting out the colors of the day I should have left unsaid It's laundry day at midnight Whoa Spin cycle on my doubts All the little stains from us I'm trying to wash them out Folding every what-if Stacked on the couch Laundry day at midnight till the power in me runs out Quarter short for the dryer So I talk to the wall Tell her how I almost called you Then I watch the timer fall Your hoodie in the basket still smells like last June Whoa Guess I'm stuck on gentle when I should be letting go soon It's laundry day at midnight Spin cycle on my doubts All the little stains from us I'm trying to wash them out Folding every what-if Stacked on the couch Laundry day at midnight till the power in me runs out