Wakin’ up on the 3rd floor with a headache and a sore throat
Room is sticky smell is musty rather be sleepin’ on a boat
Feel so congested, feel so exhausted feel so isolated on the 3rd floor.
Each day I step toward the bathroom can’t seem to shake the smell of roast beef
two and a half weeks old. I have the fan on high still the heat is ginormous. The
thought of more guys in the bathroom I can live with
But it really makes me anxious hearin 30 plus girls take showers.
I don’t want to have to take cold water showers then I realize
it isn’t about the shower. God has given me so much and I pray that I
would never seem to lose touch with that fact.
There is a 3rd floor cloud that envelopes all of us when we wake up
from then until midnight I can see how you provide for me, after that experience
I can see what the a/c can do for me on a hot day on a warm night
smellin’ nasty takin’ showers on the 3rd floor smellin’ roast beef turned to
puddin, while the second floor smells like flowers all the girls take care of the second
floor. We clean up after ourselves we will leave the 3rd floor better than we found it.
All the fans on I think it is simply amazing that it feels like someone turned up the
furnace. I am thankful for the 3rd floor, even when I wake up with my throat sore
Then I remember what I’m here for, follow you hard core.