| Song | Room Without a Window |
| Artist | Operation Ivy |
| Album | Operation Ivy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Operation Ivy | |
| The position being taken is not to be mistaken | |
| For attempted education or righteous accusation. | |
| Only a desription, just an observation of the pitiful condition of ourdegeneration. | |
| Walls made of opinions, through which we speak and never listen. | |
| Ceiling made of pride, vicious and self satisfied. | |
| Door that's made of rage, hard and slowly aged. | |
| Always closing tighter with every war that's waged. | |
| Room without a window can't see out... | |
| Floor is made of lives, we'd gladly end to stay inside. | |
| Corner's made of borders, borders made of law and order, | |
| Painted with the words of politicians and religion, | |
| Plastered with the wreckage of our cultural division. | |
| Room without a window...(Toast break) |
| zuo ci : Operation Ivy | |
| The position being taken is not to be mistaken | |
| For attempted education or righteous accusation. | |
| Only a desription, just an observation of the pitiful condition of ourdegeneration. | |
| Walls made of opinions, through which we speak and never listen. | |
| Ceiling made of pride, vicious and self satisfied. | |
| Door that' s made of rage, hard and slowly aged. | |
| Always closing tighter with every war that' s waged. | |
| Room without a window can' t see out... | |
| Floor is made of lives, we' d gladly end to stay inside. | |
| Corner' s made of borders, borders made of law and order, | |
| Painted with the words of politicians and religion, | |
| Plastered with the wreckage of our cultural division. | |
| Room without a window... Toast break |
| zuò cí : Operation Ivy | |
| The position being taken is not to be mistaken | |
| For attempted education or righteous accusation. | |
| Only a desription, just an observation of the pitiful condition of ourdegeneration. | |
| Walls made of opinions, through which we speak and never listen. | |
| Ceiling made of pride, vicious and self satisfied. | |
| Door that' s made of rage, hard and slowly aged. | |
| Always closing tighter with every war that' s waged. | |
| Room without a window can' t see out... | |
| Floor is made of lives, we' d gladly end to stay inside. | |
| Corner' s made of borders, borders made of law and order, | |
| Painted with the words of politicians and religion, | |
| Plastered with the wreckage of our cultural division. | |
| Room without a window... Toast break |