[Intro — spoken/melodic, close-mic] Little ache, little ache Nothing I can name (name, name) Little off, little wrong Same old body, different day (different day) Mm. [Verse 1 — rhythmic melodic talking] Woke up crooked, stayed that way Coffee tastes wrong, air feels strange Shirt too tight, lights too white Everybody talking just a little too loud tonight Don’t touch me No, come here No, not there I don’t know, just— Give me space Give me heat Give me something bittersweet I’m not sick I’m not fine I’m just counting down the time (down the time, down the time) [Pre-Chorus] There it is again Low in my bones Knocking from a room I don’t wanna go There it is again Pulling at the seam Nothing’s really wrong Nothing’s really— [Chorus] It’s a low-grade, low-grade Something underneath Little red light blinking Where nobody can see Low-grade, low-grade Static in my skin I can smile right through it Still feel it kicking in (kicking in) Still feel it kicking in (again, again) [Post-Chorus — chant/echo] Ache, ache Wait, wait Fine, fine Same, same Ache, ache Late, late Fine, fine Low grade [Verse 2] Temper got a short fuse Patience got a slow leak Three a.m., wide awake Folded like a lawn chair underneath the bedsheets Hot, cold Back hurts Good mood That’s worse Want sugar Want salt Want everybody else to please stop being my fault (my fault, my fault) I know I know Nothing happened Still though Everything lands Half an inch too deep And there’s that little metronome Keeping time beneath me [Pre-Chorus] There it is again Low in my bones Knocking from a room I already know There it is again Pulling at the seam Nothing’s really wrong Nothing’s really— [Chorus] It’s a low-grade, low-grade Something underneath Little red light blinking Where nobody can see Low-grade, low-grade Static in my skin I can smile right through it Still feel it kicking in (kicking in) Still feel it kicking in (again, again) [Bridge — sparse, almost entirely spoken] Comes in waves Goes away Comes back meaner Couple days No big deal That’s the phrase Say it enough Maybe pain behaves (behave, behave) Heat on my stomach Knees to my chest Tell everybody I just need rest Nothing dramatic Nothing to prove Just my whole body In a terrible mood [Break — whispered echoes] Low… (low) Grade… (grade) Low… (low) Grade… [Final Chorus] It’s a low-grade, low-grade Something underneath Little red light blinking Where nobody can see Low-grade, low-grade Buzzing through my teeth I can laugh right through it Doesn’t mean it leaves Low-grade, low-grade Here and then it’s gone Funny how I know it Before I know what’s wrong (what’s wrong) Before I know what’s wrong (again, again) [Outro] Little ache, little ache Nothing I can name (name, name) Give it time, give it time It’ll circle back again (again) (again) Low grade.
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