(From down here, from down here, from down here)
(From down here, from down here, from down here)
Put on my birthday dress, it’s not for a whole damn year
I wanna look the part, don’t wanna disappear
Get up on the table, but I can’t dance (Woah)
Try a conversation, don’t know where to start
But it’s my favorite place, so why do I hate it here?
I miss the high from down here
I used to fly around here
Not quite alive, I’m somewhere in between
I miss the high from down hеre
I’m between a rock and the hardеst place
Can I make them laugh? Can I make them stay?
Sitting on this sofa doesn’t feel right
Somebody comes over, throwing me a line (That’s not me tonight)
I’m so sorry, mate
I miss the high from down here
I used to fly around here
I’m not quite alive, I’m somewhere in between
I miss the high
And I know it’s not right
To long for parts of that life
But can I just reminisce tonight?
Acting my age
Turning the page
But what a boring book it would’ve been anyway
I miss the high from down here (Anyway, anyway)
I used to fly around here (Anyway, anyway)
I’m not quite alive, I’m somewhere in between
I miss the high
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