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Verse
Climbing up the steps of the old brick lane
Echoes in the hall, feeling all the pain
Damp concrete scent and the stale air drift
Memory of a life, yeah, a heavy shift
Dust motes dancing in the dim yellow light
Traces of the past in the dead of the night
Chorus
That stairwell scent, it hits me so deep
Secrets in the shadows that the hallways keep
Familiar perfume and the cleaning spray
Takes me back to where I used to stay
Yeah, it takes me back to where I used to stay
Verse
Old wood creaking under worn-out soles
Losing my grip, losing all my controls
Smell of fried onions through a neighbor's door
Ghostly footsteps on the second floor
Static in the air, soul sample on loop
Walking through the memories, stuck in the hoop
Chorus
That stairwell scent, it hits me so deep
Secrets in the shadows that the hallways keep
Familiar perfume and the cleaning spray
Takes me back to where I used to stay
Yeah, it takes me back to where I used to stay
Bridge
Every landing tells a different tale
Worn out carpet, thin and pale
A heavy atmosphere, a bittersweet chill
Time keeps moving but the scent stands still
Chorus
That stairwell scent, it hits me so deep
Secrets in the shadows that the hallways keep
Familiar perfume and the cleaning spray
Takes me back to where I used to stay
Yeah, it takes me back to where I used to stay
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