brand new - same logic / teeth (slowed + reverb)

L Y R I C S

[verse 1]
it’s hard to walk through all the places
that your life used to be in
so you thought you’d shed a layer,
maybe try on some new skin

your friends are all imaginary,
your shrink stopped answering her phone
so you decide to make incisions at your home while you’re alone,
all alone.

but you’re no tailor, you’re no surgeon;
none of your cuts go very straight
every new layer you uncover
reveals something else you hate

and then you cracked your head
and broke some bones,
and when you glued them back together,
you found out you did it wrong

[chorus]
well, this is the same logic
that got us into trouble the first time
(when we discovered we could use)
the same logic
to get us out of trouble and shake off all the people we abused

i don’t need to know where you come from
if you don’t know where you belong

so how’s it feel to walk around like you’re some sort of freak?
you’re just a monster in a costume,
ashamed of what you used to be.

[verse 2]
and you’ve got your kind of brand new face on
where all the skin’s pulled thin and taut
and every kid you see starts crying
so you stop going out for walks

well, i guess nothing can be perfect
so here’s a comforting thought
at the bottom of the ocean
fish won’t judge you by your faults

[chorus]
well, this is the same logic
that got us out of trouble the first time
(when we discovered we could use)
the same logic
to get us out of trouble and shake off all the people we abused

i don’t need to know where you come from
if you don’t know where you belong

so hows’s it feel to walk around like you’re some sort of freak?
you’re just a monster, but now they caught you
ashamed of what you used to be

god dammit, you look so lovely
but you sound, sound, you sound so ugly.

well, god dammit, you look so lovely
but you sound, sound, you sound so ugly.

well, god dammit, you look so lovely
but you sound, sound, you sound so ugly.

god dammit, you look so lovely
but you sound, sound, you sound so ugly.

boy, we gave you every opportunity.
boy, gave you our hands to get you off your knees
boy, sat at our table and ate everything
you say that you’re still hungry,
you bite your plates and break your teeth.

(we started with psychodrama…)

S O U R C E S