Dark Room - Aryay, Ben Reigns

Why you making that face?

Hanging close inside your hair space

Don’t tell me that you’re ok

You got so far in her space

And if you know you’re gonna die soon

You turn your heart into a dark room

And since we know we’re gonna die soon

I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it

Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it

Now you’re in a black box

Stale, smoking old socks

Don’t tell me that it’s ok

It’s not gonna be ok

And if you know you’re gonna die soon

You turn your heart into a dark room

And since we know we’re gonna die soon

I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Fuck that, I don’t wanna think about it

Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it

Think about it, think about it, I don’t wanna think about it