Low Man's Lyric (Remastered)

One, two, three, one.

My eyes seek reality.

My fingers seek my veins.

There's a dog at your back step.

He must come in from the rain.

I fall

Cause I've let go

The net below

Has riled away

So my eyes

Seek reality

And my fingers

Seek my brains

The trash fire is warm

You know I'm safe from the storm

And I can't bear to see

But I've let me be

So wicked and wrong

So as I write to you

There's nothing to do

Maybe you won't understand

And won't cry for this man

Cause no man is due

Please forgive me, my hands

Secretality, my fingers feel for faith

Touched clean with a dirty hand

It's the clean to the waste, the trash files won, but no, I'm safe from the storm, and I can't bear to see what I've let me be, so wicked and worn, so is that right to you?

Yeah, what is darling to do, yeah

Maybe you will understand

And won't cry for this man

Cause no man is due

Please forgive me

Please forgive me

Oh, the sky's all I see

All from me was forking me

So you bring this poor dog in from the rain

But we just once right back out again

Back to the alleyway

I confess all to the rain

But I lie, lie straight to the mirror

I'm broken to match my face

The trash file is wrong

But no, I sleep from the storm

I can't bear to see

But I've let me be

It's all we're getting, oh, so is I right to you, yeah, of what I've done and to do, oh, yeah, maybe you'll understand, and won't cry for this man, cause no man is doomed.

Fuckin' me, fuckin' me

So know the sky's all I see

All I want from you is fuckin' me

So you bring this poor dog in from the rain

Though he just wants right back out again

Seek reality, my fingers, seek my veins.