MUSIC FOR SALE

(Verse 1)
Checked in on a west coast dream,
A young girl lost in the L.A. scene.
Wrote her stories, called back home,
Till one night, she was gone.

(Verse 2)
Elevator doors slide open slow,
She steps inside, but won’t let go.
Talking to shadows, hiding from sight,
Like she’s trapped in the hands of the night.

(Chorus)
Oh, Cecil Hotel, what secrets you keep?
Ghosts in the walls, cries in the deep.
Footsteps vanish, no one can tell,
What happened that night in the Cecil Hotel.

(Verse 3)
Water ran dark, had a bitter taste,
But no one spoke till it was too late.
On the rooftop, in the cold steel tank,
They found her body, but no one sank.

(Verse 4)
Was it madness, was it fate?
Did demons whisper, did someone wait?
Locked doors, alarms that never rang,
Too many questions still remain.

(Chorus)
Oh, Cecil Hotel, what secrets you keep?
Ghosts in the walls, cries in the deep.
Footsteps vanish, no one can tell,
What happened that night in the Cecil Hotel.

(Bridge)
The Night Stalker walked these halls,
A killer watched as his victims called.
Windows open, stories untold,
Souls left wandering, cursed and cold.

(Outro)
So if you stay, don’t stay too long,
You might hear whispers in the dark till dawn.
Elisa’s voice, a sorrowful wail,
Still haunts the halls of the Cecil Hotel.