The White Room

Sink down into my skin
I can't see a difference anywhere
The walls, high, they keep me alive
If I was you I wouldn't stay here all night

If was you, I'd stay the fuck away from here

Isolated, I can't see
Take a look at yourself
What is happening?

I think there's something in my head,
Better catch you back in the white room
Holy asylum take me home
Better catch you back in the white room

I think I've got a problem but I've found no solutions yet
Apocalyptic paradise
Better catch you back in the white room

I don't think it's caught you yet
No I don't think it's caught you yet
No I don't think it's caught you yet
No I don't think it's caught you yet



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Writer(s): Nicholas Roy
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