Echo Room Songtext
von Bored Nothing

It′s not that i'm filled with doubt
But there′s stuff that weirds me out
Just a bit still

People ask me all the time
"Do you really think it's right?"
But i can't say no


Let′s go to the echo room
Don′t say what i can't consume
I won′t feed this thing to bloom

Talking, talking what's the use?
I′m just so hard to amuse

You're wasting your breath
As i am wasting mine
But your neglect is so refined