Freelance Whales - Location lyrics

rate me

I am starting to sense your location

You are somewhere in the attic

Looking something close to tragic

Knitting t-shirts and your mattress

I'm floating on the stairwell

With my toes grazed in the cedar

Thinking softly what a tinder box we live in...

And what a flammable heart I've been given

You could be in several different places

I am sensing your location

I am starting to sense your location

You are somewhere in the basement

Beating on a makeshift drum kit

Songs that I can hardly stomach

I'm floating on the stairwell

With my fingers shaking frantic

Thinking softly what a concrete mess we live in...

And what a ice box heart I've been given

You could be in several different places

I am sensing your location

You could be in several different places

I am starting to sense your locale now

I am to starting to sense your location

In in an old abandoned mansion

In a country side of England

Spirits trapped inside the linens

And you're feeling quite at home there

Also feeling somewhat lonely

No one sees you in your pixelated fish nets

And your black and orange beret

You could be in several different places

I am sensing your location

You could be in several different places

I am starting to sense your locale now

Oh please believe the ghost in me

Is doing what I can to find you out