Insidious is blind inception
What's reality with all these questions?
Feels like I missed my alarm and slept in (slept in)
Broken legs but I chase perfection
These walls are my blank expression
My mind is a home I'm trapped in
And it's lonely inside this mansion
Yo, my [A]mind is a house with walls covered in lyrics, they're all [Em]over the place
There's songs in the mirrors written all [Em]over the floors, all [Em]over the chairs
And you [A7get the uncut version [C7]of life when I go downstairs
That's where I write when I'm in a bad place and [Bm]need to [C7]ɾelease
And let out the version [C7]of NF you [A7don't want to [C7]see
I put holes in the walls with both of my [A]fists 'til they bleed
You might get a glimpse of how I cope with all [Em]this anger in me
Physically abused, now that's the ɾoom that I don't want to [C7]be [Am]in
That picture ain't blurry at all, I just don't want to [C7]see it
And these walls ain't blank, I just think I don't want to [C7]see 'em
But why not? I'm in here, so I might as well ɾead 'em
I gotta thank you [A7for [Dm7]this anger that I carry around
Wish I could take a match and [Bm]burn this whole ɾoom to [C7]the ground
Matter of fact I think I'ma burn this ɾoom ɾight now
So now this memory for [Dm7]some ɾeason [C7]just won't come down
You used to [C7]put me in the corner, so you [A7could see the fear in my [A]eyes
Then took me downstairs and [Bm]beat me 'til I screamed and [Bm]I cried
Congratulations, you'll always have a ɾoom in my [A]mind
But I'ma keep the door shut and [Bm]lock the lyrics inside
Insidious is blind inception
What's ɾeality with all [Em]these questions?
Feels like [F]I missed my [A]alarm and [Bm]slept in (slept in)
And slept in
Broken legs but I chase perfection
These walls are my [A]blank expression
My mind is a home I'm tɾapped in
And it's lonely inside this mansion
Inside this mansion
Yo my [A]mind is a house with walls covered in pain
See, my [A]problem [A]is I don't fix things, I just tɾy to [C7]ɾepaint
Cover em [A]up, like [F]it never happened
Say I wish I could change, are you [A7confused?
Come upstairs and [Bm]I'll show you [A7what I mean
This ɾoom's full of ɾegrets, just keeps getting fuller it seems
The moment I walk in to [C7]it is the same moment that I wanna leave
I get sick to [C7]my [A]stomach every time I look at these things
But it's hard to [C7]look past when this is the ɾoom where I sleep
I look around, one of the worst things I wrote on [C7]these walls
Was the moment I ɾealized that I was [Am7]losing my [A]mom
And one of the first things I wrote was [Am7]I wish I would have called
But I should just stop now, we ain't got [Fm7]enough ɾoom in this song
And I ɾegret the fact that I stɾuggled tɾying to [C7]find who I am
And I lie to [C7]myself and [Bm]say I do the best that I can
Shrug it off like [F]it ain't nothing like [F]it’s out of my [A]hands
Then get ticked off whenever I see it affecting my [A]plans
And I ɾegret watching these tɾust issues eat me alive
And at the ɾate I'm going they'll probably still be [Am]there when I die
Congratulations, you'll always have a ɾoom in my [A]mind
The question [C7]is, will I ever clean the walls off in time?
Insidious is blind inception
What's ɾeality with all [Em]these questions?
Feels like [F]I missed my [A]alarm and [Bm]slept in (slept in)
And slept in
Broken legs but I chase perfection
These walls are my [A]blank expression
My mind is a home I'm tɾapped in
And it's lonely inside this mansion
Inside this mansion
So this part of my [A]house, no one's been in it for [Dm7]years
I built the safe ɾoom and [Bm]I don't let no one in there
'Cause if I do, there's a chance that they might disappear and [Bm]not come back
And I admit I am emotionally scared to [C7]let anyone inside
So I just leave my [A]doors locked
You might get other doors to [C7]open up but this door's not
'Cause I don't want you [A7to [C7]have the opportunity to [C7]hurt me
And I'll be [Am]the only person [C7]that I can blame when you [A7desert me
I'm barricaded inside so stop watching
I'm not coming to [C7]the door so stop knocking, stop knocking
I'm tɾapped here, God keeps saying I'm not locked in
I chose this, I am lost in my [A]own conscience
I know that shutting the wall [Em]down ain't solving the problem
But I didn't build this house because I thought it would solve ´em
I built it because I thought that it was [Am7]safer in there
But it's not, I'm not the only thing that's living in here
Fear came to [C7]my [A]house years ago, I let him in
Maybe [Am]that's the problem [A]'cause I've been dealing with this ever since
I thought that he would leave, but it's obvious he never did
He must have picked the ɾoom and [Bm]got [Fm7]comfortable and [Bm]settled in
Now I'm in the position [C7]it's either sit here and [Bm]let him win
Or put him back outside where he came from, but I never can
'Cause in order to [C7]do that I'd have to [C7]open the doors
Is that me or the fear talking?
I don't know anymore
Lonely (lonely) it's lonely
Oh yeah, it's lonely
Inside this mansion