Bedroom / Boredom - How Did You Get Up There Lyrics

I bide my time
I sit myself in the same position every day
I list my lives
I watch them count down as I waste them all away
It's such a lonely feeling
Such a lonely feeling
So break your back
Rising up into the clouds and down beneath the cracks
I'll count the days
Until I see you on your hands and knees crawling back
It's such a lonely feeling
Such a lonely feeling
Half-baked you roam the
Nights like they are your
Own, all the streets are
Vibrant and coloured
Oh how you miss the
Days when your friends were
All out
Oh it's such a lonely feeling
I'm not alone
In this feeling
The ground it is heaving
I'm old but I'm breathing
I'm dead but
I'm not alone
In this feeling
The ground it is heaving
I'm old but I'm breathing
I'm dead but
Half baked you roam
Half baked you roam the streets
You call your home
You call your home your
Half baked you roam
Half baked you roam the streets
You call your home
You call your home your
Half baked
I can tell you've been drinking again
I can tell that you put down the pen
And picked up some bad habits
Half baked
I can tell you're feeling the strain
I can tell that you put down the pen
And picked up some bad habits
Half baked you roam
Half baked you roam the streets
You call your home
You call your home your