Footprints on the carpet, there's a hole in the wall
Look through you'll see a bad scenery
Making my living from outcasts and dumbs
I didn't think it [bad word] for me
Sitting on a chair at the back of the room
My blood froze as it looked at me
Talked for a while about the curse of the world
Never thought it [bad word] for me

Can't see life the way it used to be
When I think about it yesterday
Can't see death the way it used to be
When I think about it today
Someone was victim of a crime in Room 209

Playing lost & found, I rather be on my own
I chose my path, someone's mercy
Call it fate, call it whatever you want
I didn't know it [bad word] for me
Walk the door, careful what you wish for
good time or something crazy
Guess on this one the agreement went wrong
In the tub your remains will stay

Can't see life the way it used to be
When I think about it yesterday
Can't see death the way it used to be
When I think about it today
Someone was victim of a crime in Room 209

Footprints on the carpet, bloodstains on the wall
closed door, another story
Helter skelter, a manslaughter
My blood froze as they questioned me
Lost and found, don't wanna be alone
Call it fate or something crazy
On this one the agreement went wrong
I chose my path, someone's mercy