Werbung entfernenA ASitting in this room
G D ADark and gloom, four walls of hell look to me to be held
A ASitting in this room
G D ASucks so bad, I might as well be off in jail
A ASitting in this room
G D AI want to die, I want to die, I want to die
G DBut in this room, dark and gloom
A A DFour walls of hell, I'd rather be inside a tomb
G DOh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon
A DI'm making love to myself inside this room
A ASitting in this room
G D AI want to die, I want to die, I want to die
A ADeath is in this room
G D AAnd you know death is often these days on my mind
A AI'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick...
G D AI'm sick and all things must pass away
G DBut in this room, in this room
A A DFour walls of hell, I'd rather be inside a tomb
G DOh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon and my Jim Beam too
A DI'm making love to myself inside this room
A ASitting in this room
AI want to die
G D AI want to die, I want to die, I want to die
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