Timber Timbre - This Low Commotion lyrics

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 Residual images hover above 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 paridise 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 Residual images hover above 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 Your low commotion