More Scrapes by Arthur Beatrice Lyrics

Breaking the calm
And wandering on
The spoiled rumor
Of healthy hands that steal

Held in rages
You see it come
Ruthlessly rejoice
Of old and rotting
The creaking part that feels

So how can we feel as we used to?
In straining just to feel as we should do

Safety is the most
Unsettling
Just waking up at night
And feeling old

Keeping comfortable
And severing the awful me inside
Forgiving all
Man becomes portrayed of
Becoming polite
And ever kneeling
So old and tired
Believing you needed

So how can we feel as we used to?
In straining just to feel as we should do

I've been to better places
I've seen another in you
You've never known the sickness
To bear the bursting bad news
(x2)

Safety is the most
Unsettling
Just waking up at night
And feeling old

Keeping comfortable
And severing the awful me inside
Forgiving all