In my room
In my room
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Each day is just like the next
Where I live
In the past
I will die
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Each day is just like the next
Where I live
In the past
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Baby how low can I go
All alone
In my room
In my room
In my room
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Baby how low may I go
All alone
In my room
I will die
In my room
Way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Each day is just like the next
Where I live
In the past