Tekst:
Senses Fail To All The Crowded Rooms

is better than it ever was To all the crowded rooms I say You gave me a home anyway To all the crowded rooms I say You gave me a home anyway To all the crowded rooms

is better than it ever was To all the crowded rooms that say you gave me a home anyway To all the crowded rooms that say you gave me a home anyway To all the crowded rooms

and work pushin' mops and brooms Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room

of real thought She wandered to a room that before she'd never been And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught For no apparent reason

and work pushing mops and brooms, Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room. Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room, Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room