It's 3 AM..
I'm in my room..
I've spent my whole childhood here..
There's a doodle on my wall that I drew when I first realised I could scribble.
The window reminds me of the nights spent being an audioslave
I still remember the fights I had with di in this room..
The house is the same as it has always been..
Baby it's 3 AM
And I wanna go home..