Freelance Whales - Location lyrics

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 up the stairwell With my toes grazing 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 up the stairwell With my fingers shaking frantic Thinking softly what a concrete mess we live in And what a icebox heart I've been given You could be in several different places I am sensing your location You could be in several different I am starting to sense your locale now I am starting to sense your location In an old abandoned mansion In the 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 fishnets And your black and orange barrettes You could be in several different places I am sensing your location You could be in several different I am starting to sense your locale now Oh please believe the ghost in me is doing what I can to find you out