The ground beneath your feet,
Laid out low, nothing to go
Nowhere a way to meet
I’ve got a head full of drought,
Down here, so faroff losing out
Round here,
Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace
Calm me down, bring it round
Too way high off your street
I can see like nothing else
In me you’re better than I wannabe
Don’t think ‘cos I understand,
I care, don’t think ‘cos I’m talking we’re friends,
Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace
Talk me down, safe and sound
Too strung up to sleep
Wear me out, scream and shout
Swear my time’s never cheap
I fake my life like I’ve lived
Too much, I take whatever you’re given
Not enough,
Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace