This Room

Sitting in this room, dark and gloom
Four walls look to me to be Hell
Sitting in this room sucks so bad
I might as well be back in jail

Sitting in this room, I want to die
I want to die, I want to die
Death is in this room
And you know death is often these days on my mind

Oh, in this room, dark and gloom
Four walls of Hell, I'd rather be inside a tomb
Oh, in this room with my needle and my spoon, all by myself
I'm making love to myself inside this room

Sitting in this room, I want to kill
I want to kill, I want to die
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
I'm sick and all things must pass away one day

They tell me do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that, do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that, do this, don't do that
And it makes me sick

But in this room, all dark and gloom
Four walls of Hell, I'd rather be inside my tomb
Oh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon
I'm making love to myself inside this room

Sitting in this room, I want to die
I want to die, I want to die



Credits
Writer(s): Gg Allin
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