You made of the places that have affected you
You carry them with
They're pinted on the blank of the canvas
On the back of your mind

Who are you inside red rooms
You untie a face to choose
Love to try on who you are without dark rooms

Too young to lose it, bored of collecting years
Putting your foot in
Rub your eyes, capture the memories
Don't lose the pieces

Who are you inside red rooms
You untie a face to choose
Love to try on who you are without dark rooms