In my room she'll get to you
In my room she'll get to you
In my room

Could I turn on a lie
Inpress unknown eyes
Humour absorbs the thoughts
Churning the motionless talks
Seeing things for a second glance
As she turns through her magazine

In my room she'll get to you
In my room she'll get to you
In my room

Could I turn on a lie
Inpress unknown eyes
Humour absorbs the thoughts
Lift up your sorting heads
Played like dancing fools
Turning the tension round
Building up silent sounds

Just another day
All in my room
Struck out like before
All in my room
Room
Room
Room
Room