Sitting In This Room Lyrics & Chords By Gg Allin

Sitting in this room
Dark and gloom
Four walls look to me
To be held
Sitting in this room
Sucks so bad
I might as well
Be off in jail
Everybody outside these walls to me
Seem so plastic
They seem so phoney
It's so unreal
They tell you
Do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that
Do this, don't do that
It makes me sick
In this room
Dark and gloom
Four walls of Hell
I'd rather be inside a tomb
Oh, in this room
With my needle and my spoon all by myself
I'm makin' love to myself
Inside this room
Sitting in this room
I want to die
I want to die
I want to die
Death is in this room
And you know death
Is often these days
On my mind
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
And all things must pass away
Someday
But in this room
All dark and gloom
Four walls of Hell
I'd rather be inside my tomb
Oh, in this room
With my needle and my spoon by myself
I'm makin' love to myself
Inside this room
Oh, in this room
With my needle and my spoon
And a bottle in my arms, pills in my mouth
In this room
Oh, in this room
Four walls of Hell inside this room
I'm makin' love to myself
Inside this room
Sitting in this room
I want to die
I want to die
I want to die