My eyes so big, the colour of the room
They believe they know things that they don't
Over like the world is new
99 times ~ everything here before and well
It's a jungle in there don't you see it
Made of dirty shirts and straight jackets
I can tell the whole room is plotting against me
Speaking the languge on the object scan
(???)
I must these little men stole it
I met my ego half in the bathroom
Telling me secrets in the mirror
Well im not to the room
I might just be alone forever
Loose in all this mess
If I was crazy I would
It's a jungle in there don't you see it
Made of dirty shirts and straight jackets
I can tell the whole room is plotting against me
Speaking the languge on the object scan
(???)
It's a jungle in there don't you see it
Made of dirty shirts and straight jackets
I can tell the whole room is plotting against me
Speaking the languge on the object scan
(???)
Writer(s): Jonas Stein, Nathan Vasquez, Jemima Pearl Abegg, Jamin Orrall
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