on the second floor of the new block in the flat with the yellow door next to the boarded up independent record store bradley is awake he s watching notches on his clock face just lying there thinking limbs like fallen buildings feelin like every day he s ever lived is out to kill him bradley s got a good job he works in pr he moved south a few months back top whack flat all mod cons wall size windows he s a manchester boy done good in the big smoke young professional single tinder and flings life seems simpler than it s ever been he s doing well he s living the dream and he s paying the mortgage off he doesn t know why he s not sleeping at nights he could get up try and walk it off but he s got to get to work in a matter of hours is he awake or asleep he can t tell he can t dream he can t feel he can t scream man it s 04 18 and life s just a thing that he does he rolls over cold pillow warm body at the end of his tether as usual he breathes softly he burrows down deep and he closes his eyes and he thinks is this really what it means to be alive the days go past like pictures on a screen sometimes i feel like my life is someone else s dream most days i m dazed walkin round i m workin talkin perkin up but always feel i can t be certain that i ve woken up at all is this life will this pass this feeling like i m lookin at the world from behind glass even when i m laughin hard or fallin on my arse or half plastered before it s even dark or when some hard bastard barges past when i m passin my targets at work i can t shake the feelin that life hasn t started it s worse in the evening at parties i m standing apart my heart s hard i can t hardly be heard still i m harpin on barkin out words is this me is this what i m doin i know i exist but i don t feel a thing i m eclipsed i m elsewhere and the worst part is i don t think that i care what am i gonna do to wake up i know it s happenin but who s it happenin to has this happened to you i know it s happenin but who is it happenin to has it happened to you i know it s happenin but who s it happenin to has this happened to you i know it s happenin but who is it happenin to has it happened to you  i try new things i shoot films on my phone and i play them back when i m alone did that happen i walk around tryna understand every sound tryna make my feet connect with every inch of ground the sky flattens my cap battens me down everything s in its category packaged in self flattering girls battle reality it s battle royale everyone is chattering nothing is real collect my salary cookin a meal rice and vegetables i exercise regularly how that i feel visceral melody is this all that s ahead of me i always thought that life would mean more to me eventually i hate to think i ll make it to 70 potentially 75 and realise i ve never been alive spend the rest of my days regretting wishing i could be forgetting i know it s happenin but who s it happenin to has this happened to you i know it s happenin but who is it happenin to what am i gonna do to wake up i know it s happenin but who s it happenin to has this happened to you i know it s happenin but who is it happenin to what am i gonna do to wake up 2