[Verse 1]
Sighs, tears, someone's collapse
The countless people who've been there
Their intangible traces left behind
In the meantime, I
In the meantime, my body
[Pre-Chorus]
I forced myself into it and
Locked myself up with my own hands
So that I couldn't be free
Everything comes back to me
Tears fall without even me realizing it
I can hear outside that door
Someone's words full of pity
[Chorus]
He must have been really lonely
He cries in the corner
He's in room eight
Since he still has some greed left
He can’t seem to go home yet
Aren't you proud of him?
[Verse 2]
The last time I felt peace
Was probably before I came in here
The more I don't feel the warmth of the bright sun
The more obvious a place the darkness becomes to me
I mean
It’s honestly really so hard
But I can't possibly stop now
This well is too deep
Words uttered full of sympathy
[Chorus]
He must have been really lonely
He cries in the corner
He's in room eight
Since he still has some greed left
He can’t seem to go home yet
I’m not proud of him
Ah, I am not going to cry anymore
I am singing
That child on the second track
Before I knew it became me
I am singing
I will sing
On stage
Practice Room No. 8