One Foot in the Grave

<p>[Intro]<br/>You call this living but I<br/>You call this living but I<br/>You call this living but I<br/>You call this living but I<br/><br/>[Verse 1]<br/>There&#x27;s a screen in the car in the wall and in my head<br/>But if I can reach the cord there&#x27;s no reason to leave my bed<br/>Withering away one foot in the grave and the other one behind it<br/>Withering away one foot in the grave I don&#x27;t need to be reminded<br/><br/>[Chorus]<br/>That I&#x27;ve been busy living<br/>At the same time I don&#x27;t feel alive<br/>It&#x27;s the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards that hollow embrace<br/>I don&#x27;t feel alive<br/>[Verse 2]<br/>There&#x27;s a fold on a page in a book that&#x27;s on my shelf<br/>I put the pen to the paper so I can find myself<br/>Just withering away one foot in the grave<br/>The dirt can take back this bag of bones<br/>Withering away, I don&#x27;t need you to stay if you can bury me bored on my phone<br/><br/>[Chorus]<br/>Because I&#x27;ve been busy living<br/>At the same time I don&#x27;t feel alive<br/>It&#x27;s the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards that hollow embrace<br/>I don&#x27;t feel alive<br/><br/>[Bridge]<br/>Plug me in let this cold heart beat again<br/>I&#x27;m as old as I&#x27;ve ever been<br/><br/>[Outro]<br/>I&#x27;ve been busy living<br/>At the same time I don&#x27;t feel alive<br/>It&#x27;s the dull dull haze of a medicated brain that keeps me pushing towards my final day<br/>I don&#x27;t feel alive