In This Room Lyrics - G.g. Allin

Sitting in this room, dark and gloom 

Four walls look to me to be Hell 

Sitting in this room sucks so bad 

And I might as well be off in jail 

Everybody outside these walls to me seem so plastic 

They seem so phony and so unreal 

They tell you 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 

It makes me sick 

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 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 

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 some day 

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, by myself 

I'm making love to myself inside this room 

Oh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon 

And a bottle in my arm, pills in my mouth in this room 

Oh, in this room, four walls of Hell inside this room 

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