Woorden: Jamie Cullum. Catching Tales. Back to The Ground.

Lately, I've let myself go
I've been screening the calls
From my friends to my foes

Although, I've been weak
Far for so very long
I've gotta get myself
I've gotta get myself
I've gotta get myself
Back to the ground

Sultry, siren messed with my song
I'm gonna send her back
To where she belongs

I keep my enemies
Much, much, much too close
I've gotta get myself
I've gotta get myself
I've gotta get myself
Back to the ground

When you're attracted to the danger
And tasting every flavor
Then bring it on, bleed yourself dry

Reality is twisted
Your mind's getting shoplifted
Is there underneath an innocent guy?

So clearly
I've let myself go
So does admission
Take my sins to a new low?

And when you're way down there
You'll find all those old friends you used to know
And they're gonna help ya
Get yourself, get yourself, get yourself back to the ground