BRAID LYRICS

"Damages!"

I settle into my body,
and my body settles into the bed.
And then the bed settles into the grid,
of a million of the damages people did.

I need drive.
Otherwise, I might dance in the traffic.
I’ll take two quick shots of the system, crystal:
it’s a medicine if you have it.
Do you have it?

I’m in a terrible place sometimes,
where I can’t stop touching my face.
It’s probably just some miracle crutches,
babe, smoke will erase.

What am I selling today?
How can track the kickback?
I want my bucket of tricks back,
'cause without it I just cannot relax.
I cannot relax!

Someone, please,
call the police.
I can’t compete with your damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
call the police,
I’m falling out of my seat.
I’m getting nothing,
I’m going nowhere.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.

Betsy, why is everyone crazy?
Why do we bruise so easily?
It’s like a deep shade of honey-maroon,
matching the walls of the waiting room.

I like how you can sleep anywhere.
I like the lines you throw me.
I like the way you lie,
and how you kiss me like you know me.

Sound the alarms,
it’s a call to arms.
I don’t see the harm in charming damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
call the police.
I can’t repeat all these damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
call the police.
I’m falling out of my seat.
I’m getting nothing,
I’m going nowhere.
I can’t collect, I just can’t collect.

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