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
Translation: Senses Fail. 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
soul With no room to question this delicate life All fears would be drowned and all doubts would be stifled But one single mind did stand out from the crowd
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
positive people and we're proud to be The way we are and we know just how to be Dignity eloquence good sense And we'll all have a ball y'all, a slammin
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
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