Room Without a Window Operation Ivy

The position being taken is not to be mistaken
For attempted education or righteous accusation
Only a description, just an observation
Of the pitiful condition of our degeneration

Walls made of opinions, through which we speak but never listen
Ceiling made of pride, vicious and self-satisfied
Door thats made of rage, hard and slowly aged
Always closing tighter with any war we wage

And it's a room without a window, can't see out
Room without a window, can't see out, can't see out

Floor is made of lives we'd gladly end to stay inside
Corners made of borders, and borders made of order
Painted with the words of politicians and religion
Plastered with the wreckage of our cultural division

Room without a window, can't see out
Room without a window, can't see out, can't see out

[Spoken]
Ha ha ha ha ha!
Oh, we're so stupid!
Killin' each other
Don't we learn nothin'?