In a Room
You got a little bit of shaking
When you wake up in the morning eh
There's a little bit of waiting
Am I real instead faking eh
Forgetting what you knew about lie
It doesn't seem to matter anymore
It's just a waste of time
And now I just can't open that door
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
Gotta wonder when to go in
Takin heat but I'm frozen eh
Part of life I gotta omit
I'm pathetic and I know it eh
Forgetting all the past, its pushed aside
Yea Nothing seems to matter anymore
I've died too many times
And now I can't get off that floor
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
I find it's just a waste of time (I'm tired of fighting)
You got a little bit of shaking
When you wake up in the morning eh
There's a little bit of waiting
Am I real instead faking eh
Forgetting what you knew about lie
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
I find it's just a waste of time (I'm tired of fighting)
When you wake up in the morning eh
There's a little bit of waiting
Am I real instead faking eh
Forgetting what you knew about lie
It doesn't seem to matter anymore
It's just a waste of time
And now I just can't open that door
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
Gotta wonder when to go in
Takin heat but I'm frozen eh
Part of life I gotta omit
I'm pathetic and I know it eh
Forgetting all the past, its pushed aside
Yea Nothing seems to matter anymore
I've died too many times
And now I can't get off that floor
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
I find it's just a waste of time (I'm tired of fighting)
You got a little bit of shaking
When you wake up in the morning eh
There's a little bit of waiting
Am I real instead faking eh
Forgetting what you knew about lie
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
It's where you can find me hiding in a room
My body's paralyzed, it's what they like
I don't have time to be stuck in my pillow
But you can find me hiding in a room
I find it's just a waste of time (I'm tired of fighting)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Robert Polk, Christopher Michael Hodges, Christopher James Egert
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