Besedila: Sammy Hagar. Three Lock Box. In The Room.

No windows, no doors, how'd I get in?
There's no way out once you've come in
It's so clear, so cold, you're body stings
You start to get up as a bell rings

Everything makes sense
Like some crazy dream
I've been caught
In the room

That moment of sleep
When you think you're awake
That threshold of pain
You know you can take

You question yourself
"Hey, where have I been?"
Well, I've been caught
In the room

Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room
Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room

Ah, always alone
There's people outside
All feelers of contact
Now is denied

Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room
Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room

Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room
Caught in the room
Caught in the room
Ah, caught in the room