this room and everything in it

It's just you and me and the moon Who cares if it sees what we do? Here in this place / Filled with disgrace Alone in this room with just you The floor's falling out once again And spirals, in theory, should end Enraptured by thunder / The plains torn asunder Watching the time start to bend Everything here is obscene And we fail to say what we mean All that we reveal / So raw, rough, and real This slate can never be clean We know we're all drowning anyways And no, we can never be saved There's no use in trying / But don't hurry dying Let's cling to the life that we've made