Brakes Cut by The Ready Aim Fire! Lyrics

These cement legs
Spent all their nights just blacking out the days
With warehouse sex
Where the echoes moaned and the shadows dripped with sweat
Till the confetti drops
Like fireworks in vacant parking lots
So when we lit the wick
My whiplash blood was begging me to quit

But it starts slow
With a kiss outside the hospital
The lip-gloss, the neck, and the undertow
The fresh proud bruise art show

Then you got me. I’m glad, but you got me
The knots in my body all tell me you got me
The fire’s out in my matchstick mouth
And you got me reeling

So the brakes are cut now
From my armored car doubt
From all the years
That you weren’t here
So I spit the taste out
Of every ghost town
And all the years
That I was barely here
But our bad machines
Are rusting out in sleepless violent sheets
And freezer-burn
Where we used to ride those cold chemical cures
And we’re bloodshot
Weighing sins against the years that they could cost
To pay off
And hide behind our two-way mirror thoughts

And who we were
Is coming back to you
And who we were
Is coming back to me, too

So I am coming back to you

And all at once
Oh, you got me. You got me. I’m glad, but you got me
The knots in my body all tell me you got me
I’m caving in around your skin
And you’ve got me reeling

So the brakes are cut now
From my armored car doubt
From all the years
That you weren’t here
So I spit the taste out
Of every ghost town
Yeah, I lost some years
But I’m finally here, oh
With my brakes cut
And my hands cuffed
To my bad thoughts
And to yours and your wars
And with our brakes cut
And our hands cuffed
To my bad thoughts
And to yours and our wars