White Room

What am I supposed to do
When my thoughts are gone and I’m all alone?
In this white room with empty frames
I sing along to nothing at all
Nothing at all
I have been reliving my life
Probably twenty times this month
Now it’s all erased and I don’t know
How to be myself or who I was
Who I was
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Even though I am
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Even though I am
Surrounded by crazy eyes
Thats all I’ve ever seen so I’m fitting in
One of them became my friend one day
But I’ve heard he only lives in my head
In my head
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Though I think I am
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Though I think I am
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Though I think I am
The world don’t know me
And it tries to make me sane
Though I think I am