Quiet Room

«Quiet Room»
Give me anything yeah and I can handle it
Call me a psychic and I’ll channel
Just a little bit of all that shit
And you can help me knock it down brick by brick
See how it goes see how it flows
See I’m beginning to think you’re the only one that knows
As the night progresses as the night moves on
All your worries are gone because the night ain’t long
Don’t be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won’t be a quiet room
Don’t be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won’t be a quiet room
Don’t be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won’t be a quiet room
Don’t be the kid in the quiet room
1 AM I take the time to look back
At the good times back with my picture sack
My problems are known all my worries are clean
My friends my family my girl they weren’t just a dream
And when I sit back to take my swill in
I grab my blue funny funnel and then I win
I’ll be blasting loud and giving us the sting
While loving everything everything every everything
Sitting in the quiet room and I’m feeling OK (I'm feeling OK)
Coming to see it all it’s just another 'nother day (It's just another day)
But put me in the quiet room and I begin to feel small (Very very small)
Tonight’s the kind of night where we gotta spread those walls