Timber Timbre - This Low Commotion lyrics

[Timber Timbre - This Low Commotion lyrics]

What does it mean to be unhealthy badly
My love? To be in a bad state so well
What does it mean to face desire so sadly?
To beg at the empty well

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I'm just a dog, a machine for your love
D'you know every man
Every place that you've been?
You turned me on, then you turned on me

This low commotion, this low commotion
This low commotion, this low commotion
Is going down, down, down, down
This low commotion, this low commotion
This low commotion

America, weren't you a miracle?
A fleeting chance at home
But this low, low, low commotion
Would not leave our paradise alone



And my two hands landed
Like two spiders on your knees
And one right ring finger branded
But two legs for two brains to please

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I'm just a dog, a machine for your love
But to know every man
Every face that you'd seen
Baby, you turned me on, then you turned on me

This low commotion, this low commotion
This low commotion, this low commotion
This low commotion is going
Down, is going down, it's gone down
It's going down, it's going
Down, it's going down, it's going down
Your low commotion, your low commotion
Your low commotion, your low commotion

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