Dark Room

Why you making that face?
Hanging close inside your hair space
Don’t tell me that you’re ok
You got so far in her space
And if you know you’re gonna die soon
You turn your heart into a dark room
And since we know we’re gonna die soon
I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it
Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it
Now you’re in a black box
Stale, smoking old socks
Don’t tell me that it’s ok
It’s not gonna be ok
And if you know you’re gonna die soon
You turn your heart into a dark room
And since we know we’re gonna die soon
I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it
Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it
Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it