Echoes in the Quiet Room

Lyrics

Aye man Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions? Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in Slept in Broken legs, but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion (mansion, mansion) Yo, my mind is a house with walls, covered in lyrics They're all over the place, there's songs in the mirrors Written all over the floors, all over the chairs And you get the uncut version of life when I go downstairs fuck That's where I write when I'm in a bad place and need to release And let out the version of Dan wicker you don't wanna see I put holes in the walls with both of my fists 'til they bleed You might get a glimpse of how I cope with all this anger in me Physically abused, now that's the room that I don't wanna be in That picture ain't blurry at all, I just don't wanna see it And these walls ain't blank, I just think I don't wanna see 'em But why not? I'm in here, so I might as well read 'em I gotta thank you for this anger that I carry around Wish I could take a match and burn this whole room to the ground Matter of fact, I think I'ma burn this room right now Somehow, this memory, for some reason, just won't burn down You used to put me in the corner, so you could see the fear in my eyes Then took me downstairs and beat me 'til I screamed, and I cried Congratulations, you'll always have a room in my mind But I'ma keep the door shut and lock the lyrics inside Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions? Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in And slept in Broken legs, but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion, inside this mansion Yo, my fucking mind is a house with walls, covered in pain See, my problem is, I don't fix things, I just try to repaint Cover 'em up, like it never happened, say, "I wish I could change" Are you confused? Come upstairs and I'll show you what I mean mother fucker This fuckin room's full of regrets, it just keeps getting fuller, it seems The moment I walk into, it's the same moment that I wanna leave I get sick to my stomach every time I look at these things But it's hard to look past when this is the room where I sleep I look around, one of the worst things I wrote on these walls Was the moment I realized that I was losing my mom One of the first things I wrote was, "I wish I woulda called" But I should just stop now, we ain't got enough room in this song And I regret the fact that I struggled trying to find who I am And I lie to myself and say I do the best that I can Shrug it off like it ain't nothing, like it's out of my hands Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my plans And I regret watchin' these trust issues eat me alive And at the rate I'm goin', they'll probably still be there when I die Congratulations, you'll always have a room in my mind The question is, will I ever clean the walls off in time? Insidious is blind inception What's reality with all these questions? Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in And slept in Broken legs, but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion, inside this mansion So this part of my house, no one's been in it for years I built a safe room and I don't let no one in there 'Cause if I do, there's a chance that they might disappear And not come back, and I admit, I am emotionally scared To let anyone inside, so I just leave my doors locked You might get other doors to open up, but this door's not 'Cause I don't want you to have the opportunity to hurt me And I'll be the only person that I can blame when you desert me I'm barricaded inside, so stop watchin' I'm not coming to the door, so stop knockin', stop knockin' I'm trapped here, God keeps saying I'm not locked in I chose this, I am lost in my own conscience I know that shuttin' the world out ain't solvin' the problem But I didn't build this house because I thought it would solve 'em I built it because I thought that it was safer in there But it's not, I'm not the only thing that's livin' in here Fear came to my house years ago, I let him in Maybe that's the problem, 'cause I've been dealing with this ever since I thought that he would leave, but it's obvious, he never did He must have picked a room and got comfortable and settled in Now I'm in a position, it's either sit here and let 'em win Or put him back outside where he came from, but I never can 'Cause in order to do that, I'd have to open the doors Is that me or the fear talking? I don't know anymore It's lonely Inside (inside), inside (inside) It's lonely (it's lonely) Oh, yeah, it's lonely Inside this mansion