制作
出演艺人
Annabel Jones
声乐
作曲和作词
Annabel Jones
词曲作者
Max Perenchio
词曲作者
制作和工程
Max Perenchio
制作人
Rhodri Morgan
母带工程师
Moses van den Bogaerde
混音工程师
歌词
I woke up feeling suffocated, suffocated by my phone, suffocated by my bank
Suffocated by my friends
These aren't my friends
I walked out my front door and waved to my neighbor
'This isn't my house, I don't live here'
I got myself a pack of cigarettes and dirty magazine from the corner shop
Just because I felt like it, just because I can
I put my arm out to hail a taxi and none of them stopped
It's like I don't even exist
Kept walking
I watched an odd looking couple fighting on the pavement and thought about love
I thought about my parents
Perhaps I don't exist? God I sound like one of those people who thinks lifes a simulation
I can't stand those people
There's a heart beating in my chest saying "If not here where, If not here where"
I don't sleep where my body rests saying "If not here where, if not here, anywhere"
Are you Free?
I ask myself - Are you?
I would call my Dad's phone, just to see who picks up
He's been dead for six years now
I call my Mum in a panic to calm myself down
Take myself off to the pub just for one
Just for one
Come out three hours later shit faced
I walk up Portobello road, take a look around, god I love it here
I feel like I'm sixteen
I've never really belonged though
I've never really belonged anywhere to anyone
Not sure I've ever wanted to
There's a heart beating in my chest saying "If not here where, If not here where"
I don't sleep where my body rests saying "If not here where, if not here, anywhere"
Are you Free?
I ask myself - Are you?
I was saying to myself are you free! Are you free!
Written by: Annabel Jones, Max Perenchio