I admit it, I'm not prepared for this
Our bodies packed in an ambulance
Watching you fill up your bandages
Please squeeze my hand if you can hear me
I had free reign at the pharmacy
A bird shot approach at prescriptions
They all kicked in at the funeral
I yelled out, "I can see her moving"
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Any little thing, could set him off
A Mogwai fed after midnight
A growing danger, to everyone
Old, wet, dynamite
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Nate Johnivan - Losing a Friend Lyrics
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I admit it, I'm not prepared for this
Our bodies packed in an ambulance
Watching you fill up your bandages
Please squeeze my hand if you can hear me
I had free reign at the pharmacy
A bird shot approach at prescriptions
They all kicked in at the funeral
I yelled out, "I can see her moving"
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Any little thing, could set him off
A Mogwai fed after midnight
A growing danger, to everyone
Old, wet, dynamite
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Our bodies packed in an ambulance
Watching you fill up your bandages
Please squeeze my hand if you can hear me
I had free reign at the pharmacy
A bird shot approach at prescriptions
They all kicked in at the funeral
I yelled out, "I can see her moving"
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Any little thing, could set him off
A Mogwai fed after midnight
A growing danger, to everyone
Old, wet, dynamite
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
If we were to meet tomorrow
And not way back then
I'd repeat, I'd repeat it all
I'd fight to make you mine again
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
How low, can you go?
Til you've burned up all of them
How low, can you go
What's your bottom man?
Writer: Nathan Johnivan
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