[Verse 1]
Into the quiet room, there is the bed you love
Don't you hide your zombie eyes of isolation
Attacked me but you needed too
My father, that's the name that she loves
[Interlude]
In this body, I hate this body
Hell is all we have here
[Verse 2]
Into the quiet room, there is the bed you love
Time to undress me really hard and chain my desires
Oh, you come to me and all you bring me is sorrow
You take my life and take away, this [?] me 'till tomorrow
Quiet Room was produced by Deanne Franklin.