This Low Commotion Lyrics - Hot Dreams - Timber Timbre

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 

To 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 in whole 

But this low, low, low commotion 

Would not leave our paradise alone 

And my two hands landed 

Like two spiders on your knee 

And one right ring finger branded 

But two lefts for two brands to please 

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I'm just dog, a machine for your love 

But to know every man, every face that you've 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 

Is going down, is going down 

Your low commotion 

Your low commotion 

Your low commotion