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