One Foot In The Grave

[Intro]
You call this living but I
You call this living but I
You call this living but I
You call this living but I

[Verse 1]
There's a screen in the car in the wall and in my head
But if I can reach the cord there's no reason to leave my bed
Withering away one foot in the grave and the other one behind it
Withering away one foot in the grave I don't need to be reminded

[Chorus]
That I've been busy living
At the same time I don't feel alive
It's the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards that hollow embrace
I don't feel alive

[Verse 2]
There's a fold on a page in a book that's on my shelf
I put the pen to the paper so I can find myself
Just withering away one foot in the grave
The dirt can take back this bag of bones
Withering away, I don't need you to stay if you can bury me bored on my phone

[Chorus]
Because I've been busy living
At the same time I don't feel alive
It's the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards that hollow embrace
I don't feel alive

[Bridge]
Plug me in let this cold heart beat again
I'm as old as I've ever been

[Outro]
I've been busy living
At the same time I don't feel alive
It's the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards my final day
I don't feel alive