Damages!

I settle into my body,
And the body settles into the bed.
And then the bed settles into the grid,
Of one million other damages people did.
I need drive.
Otherwise, I might dance into traffic.
I'll take two quick shots to the system, Crystal
And some medicine if you have it.
Do you have it?
I'm in a terrible place sometimes,
Where I can't stop touching my face.
It's probably just some lyrical crutches, babe
This smoke will erase.
What am I selling today?
How can I track the kickback?
I want my bucket of tricks back,
'Cause without it I just cannot relax.
I cannot relax!
Someone, please,
Call the police.
I can't compete with your damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
Call the police,
I'm falling out of my seat.
I'm gaining nothing,
I'm going nowhere.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
Betsy, why is everyone crazy?
And why do we bruise so easily?
It's like a deep shade of honey-maroon,
Matching the walls of the waiting room.
I like how you can sleep anywhere.
I like the lines you throw me.
I like the way you like,
And how you kiss me like you know me.
Sound the alarms,
It's a call to arms.
I don't see the harm in charming damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
Call the police.
I can't repeat all these damages.
I cannot collect, I cannot collect.
Someone, please,
Call the police.
I'm falling out of my seat.
I'm gaining nothing,
I'm going nowhere.
I can't collect, I just can't collect.