A Room Full Of Nothing
Composer(s): Damon Albarn - Terry Hall
Performer(s): Terry Hall



And whoever said
it was meant to be easy
was someone who knew how to cope
not aimlessly walk
round and round in a circle
to end up without any hope

and the constant reminder
of all that you've missed
from everyone you'll never know
it's hard to stay in
with the popular crowd
but oh so much harder to go

some have it all
like the world at their feet
others have streets with no names
there are those quite prepared
to give up their souls
others who won't play the game

and the constant reminder
of all that you've missed
from everyone that you'll never know
it's hard to stay in
with the popular crowd
but oh so much harder to go

but don't send me postcards
with felt tip best wishes
withering roses, and lip sticky kisses
forget reminiscing
I know what I'm missing
I've got to break free
from this thing that is me

and the constant reminder
of all that I am
and everything I'll never be
'cos all that I've left
is this room full of nothing, but me

in a room full of nothing but me
in a room full of nothing but me
in a room full of nothing but me
in a room full of nothing but me