Painting windows with crimson memories This room will not see the light of day It's been too long Since things have gone wrong (It's one, two, three, baby) Does the machine malfunction If the robots sleep? If the robot sleeps? There's no answer in the dial tone You say you're lost You feel just like home In a crime like fashion A well-scripted masquerade, oh ♪ This room will not see the light of day It's been too long Since things have gone wrong