Paroles de The Room With Views

I hate everyone and I hate everything. No longer subdued, will I accept the blame. Temptation is first and foremost, in the depths of the mischievous mind. No longer confused by the mental abuse did I act so sublime. When the piper piped his tune. Death by suicide ensued. When the piper piped his tune. Death replaced the room with views. I knew everyone and I knew everything. So often excused, I was often abused, I was forced to remain. So typically focused, the hours I'd noticed, my choices had all been in vain. Subliminal voices, the sickness contagious, I'd thought I was losing my mind.