Take me down, 6 underground
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,
for me you're better than I want to be
Don't think cos I understand,
I care
Don't think cos we're talking
we're friends.
Overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace.
Talk me down, safe and sound
too strung up for sleep
Wear me out, scream and shout
I Swear my time is never cheap
I fake my life like I've lived
too much
I take whatever you're givin,
not enough
Overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace
-Sneaker Pimps
