A Brain in a Bottle
Nigel Godrich, Thomas Edward Yorke
Oh what's that seeking us
Still hands are gonna talk to us
Looked in your eye, in your eye
Seagull laugh and pick the bones
The entity I wrestle to the ground
Looked in the eye, looked in the eye
Chill
Some teasing and then bring myself in too
It's like I've forgotten you
Think I'm gonna go to pieces now
Come and fall in (in love) with the dark
Chill
Think I'm gonna slow my dance to you
Agree on letting you
And so I'm punched I just keep bouncing back
Come out fighting back
Chill