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 want to disappear
Get up on the table, but I can’t dance
Try at 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
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 a page
But what a boring book it would’ve been anyway
I miss the high from down here (anyway)
I used to fly around here (anyway) Not quite alive, I’m somewhere in between
I miss the high
Saturday, May 23, 2026
Lola Young - From Down Here (From The Water)
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