These guys down the hall wanted to record something with Ping and me.

It's a little sloppy on my part; I'm not ver familiar with the song. But what the hell. It was fun.

It has the f-bomb, but I didn't want to put it as mature. Be advised.

Room 107 is:
Guitar/Vocals:  Buck
Guitar:  Ping
Bass: Caleb Henshaw
Mixing: Brandon Woodroof

LYRICS:
When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in your eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again
She's running out
She run run run run...
run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...