Brian Damage Songtext
von Hites

He′s got a reset button on his forehead
Skin dried up like Monday's porridge
Drags his feet behind his chest
He loves beer cause beer′s the best
Chops his meals with a KELA kortti
22, he looks like 40
Jesus' blood straight from the source
And stands in line to taste his torso
He rolls down the stairs and roars like a lion
Living this fast, leads to fast dying
Shirtless shit show, how does he manage?
Goes by the name of Brian Damage

He ain't got no money brother, he ain′t got no phone
Brian Damage, Brian Damage
He got lost on his way home
Brian Damage, Brian Damage


He′s a geezer with something to say
A monologue to brighten your day
In a public toilet, spills the gear from his pocket
Snorts it from the puddle of piss where he drops it
The life of Brian, he's a naughty man
You ain′t catching him with contraband
The lows don't matter ′cause he lives for the high
Rests his eyes under starlit skies
He treads a line somewhere between
A hazy truth and a lucid dream
And he'll wake up Sunday with a face like a cabbage
He goes by the name of Brian Damage

He ain′t got no money brother, he ain't got no phone
Brian Damage, Brian Damage
He got lost on his way home
Brian Damage, Brian Damage

I am less than human
Surrounded by the fall
Born into a begging fist and thrown against the wall
It comes as second nature
The first was sold for hope
I learned to live and to survive the only way I know
Glory from your hatred
A badge of honour pinned
The only time I feel alive is when you see my sin
Im craving your reaction
The only thing I need
To validate me being here
Don't make me obsolete