(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 favourite 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 here I'm between a rock and the hardest place Can I make them laugh? Can I make them stay? Sitting on the 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