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 impress 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 impress unknown eyes humour absorbs the thoughts life up your snorting heads played like dancing fools turning the tension round builking up silent sounds just another day all in my room struck out like before all in my room