Brace and Break - The Thermals

Stuff your sentences into your boring diary

Stuff your senses into the back of your jeans

Take the controls

Grab hold

Get fuckin' ready

Bring your appetite and break sobriety

Stuff your senses into the back of your jeans

Take the controls

Grab hold

Get fuckin' ready

Brace and break the quiet

Stuff your sentences into your boring diary

Stuff your senses into the back of your jeans

Take the controls

Grab hold

Get fuckin' ready

Bring your appetite and break sobriety

Stuff your senses into the back of your jeans

Take the controls

Grab hold

Get fuckin' ready

Brace and break the quiet

You and I have minutes between

We lie but we’re still listening

It’s too soon, I know

But I can walk slow

It’s a couple blocks away

Stuff your sentences into your boring diary

Stuff your senses into the back of your jeans

Take the controls

Grab hold

Get fuckin' ready

Brace and break the quiet

We don’t have to try

We can turn bad luck into a bad joke

We don’t have to sing

We can turn a bad string into a long dream

We don’t have to bleed

We can just repeat when we are alone