A Room with a View - Anubis

When you are finally removed

Still clinging to your youth

Even in death, You’ll still be scared of the truth

Locked inside a room with a view

III

Laying down upon the mattress of this empty room

The distant highway sings slow and solemn empty tune

I need to find some sleep within this dusty hiding place

I couldn’t handle living in the rat race

The cracks upon the walls look down on me as I descend

The shame within me means the darkness has become a friend

In my dreams I earned what I accomplished

But it was impossible to win

It’s a blanket for my mind

(Blanket for my mind)

As I tiptoe back in time

(Tiptoe back in time)

I open up these wounds

(Open up these wounds)

And take a good look inside

(Take a look inside)

The mirror’s shattered into pieces on the dirty floor

A mute reminder of the shame that I had worn before

I look upon my self as I no longer recognise

I’ve lost the parts that help me socialise

I stagger to my feet and look upon the dresser draw

The phone keeps ringing even though I cannot take the call

Even if i wanted, I could never answer

My pride still lives within

It’s a blanket for my mind

(Blanket for my mind)

As I tiptoe back in time

(Tiptoe back in time)

I open up these wounds

(Open up these wounds)

Can it bring me back to life?

(Take a look inside)

IV

The haze grows

The feeling slows

Without control

His world unfolds

He’s breaking away

From life’s decay

He leaves behind

A poisoned mind

The only way

The numbness stays

To medicate

His loneliness again

VI

We’d heard it all before

It’s a world we never saw

We live to justify

But fail to recognise

We live inside these dreams

Trapped, or so it seems

Never honest to ourselves

And no-one asks for help

(We do not believe)

In your memory

(You will ever know)

Theres nothing left theres nowhere left to go

(You just hide yourself)

A product of your faded wealth

(Until you disappear)

Everything you ever feared

The more we learn

The less we know

The more you own

The less there is of your soul

VII

Our battles left us with these scars

Paths defining what we are

Even in death, You’re still scared of the dark

As the fears define who we are

We’ll find we never had a clue

As little we know is really true

When we are finally removed

From this room with a view