Dusty Old House Room With a View by Empires.Collapse Lyrics
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
Locked up, in this dusty old house
Sitting here, thinking, but nothing comes out
I’m a loner by force. if only knowing a choice
Could change my predicament, I’d be a ghost with voice
I’m on a down beat, wishing you had found me
But every single day, I just be missing my own grounding
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, it’s you
But the dark is stretching on, so I wonder if it’s true
You put the sun on my facе, I’m all shade now
Stuck running in place, and aching for the safе sounds
Of your laugh and your giggle, and the way you cackle a little
Really wishing I could back track for a minute
But it’s too late for that
You’ve gone and made your decision while I’m too sane to act
And this pageantry leaves me so unsatisfied I’m out
But you know I’m waiting for you in this dusty old house
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
Walls are caving in, I’m lost and fading now
Never ending spiral, the cost of breaking down
I feel I’m on one. Gone with the vacant sounds
The curtains drawn back but the light is taken out
I put myself here. I’ve earned my spot in hell
Put the gun up to my head and I watched the dropping shell
I’ve secluded myself. It's fitting for what I have done
All these thoughts in the back of my head, I mistakenly only freed one
It’s the only one that matters, the only one that’s true
I’m sick and fucking tired of thinking about you
And you and you and you. I’m only here alone now
Because of all of you. Now please be shown out
Feel free to leave my head, thoughts and heart and soul
Amidst this dusty old house, suits my constant broken home
I’m really getting tired and the quiet’s getting me
If you’re not going to leave, please try and let me sleep
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
Locked up, in this dusty old house
Sitting here, thinking, but nothing comes out
I’m a loner by force. if only knowing a choice
Could change my predicament, I’d be a ghost with voice
I’m on a down beat, wishing you had found me
But every single day, I just be missing my own grounding
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, it’s you
But the dark is stretching on, so I wonder if it’s true
You put the sun on my facе, I’m all shade now
Stuck running in place, and aching for the safе sounds
Of your laugh and your giggle, and the way you cackle a little
Really wishing I could back track for a minute
But it’s too late for that
You’ve gone and made your decision while I’m too sane to act
And this pageantry leaves me so unsatisfied I’m out
But you know I’m waiting for you in this dusty old house
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
Walls are caving in, I’m lost and fading now
Never ending spiral, the cost of breaking down
I feel I’m on one. Gone with the vacant sounds
The curtains drawn back but the light is taken out
I put myself here. I’ve earned my spot in hell
Put the gun up to my head and I watched the dropping shell
I’ve secluded myself. It's fitting for what I have done
All these thoughts in the back of my head, I mistakenly only freed one
It’s the only one that matters, the only one that’s true
I’m sick and fucking tired of thinking about you
And you and you and you. I’m only here alone now
Because of all of you. Now please be shown out
Feel free to leave my head, thoughts and heart and soul
Amidst this dusty old house, suits my constant broken home
I’m really getting tired and the quiet’s getting me
If you’re not going to leave, please try and let me sleep
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you
I'm sitting here in my room with a view
And all I can think of is you