same old damage

The Wombats

I think I've been up for days
Tryna make a bend look straight
You've got the fingers and I've got the buttons to press
Locked in your breastplate
On a hill that gets no rain
You've got the tape and I've got the script in my bag

I've got one too many thoughts
I've got one too many thoughts

And all I feel is the same old damage
You're hard to leave behind
It's hard to turn this to my advantage
To make the darkness light

You know it's not quite my vibe
To give pearls of advice
Perhaps it'd be alright if we slept tog?ther
Happiness is just a moon boat in the springtim?

I've got one too many thoughts
I've got one too many thoughts

And all I feel is the same old damage
You're hard to leave behind
It's hard to turn this to my advantage
To make the darkness light

And I can't find the words
My sensations, they blur
In your breastplate, I toss and turn
I should stay in the moment
I should stay in the moment
Maybe deep down I yearn
For the same old damage