Evil Son - The Rumour Said Fire

Stuck in the middle of something

Here — take a corner of me There’s no need to be gentle

Take off your corners or leave

Caught you in the middle of a car crash

With people repeating you’ve got lover’s disease

Among the doctors and the killers and the bombs in a broken artillery

I’m still learning to read

There’s nothing here to discover

So don’t disturb all the others with your fear

There’s nothing here to discover

unless it’s real like dead men in automobiles

Broke all the handles off my windows at winter

Son, look what you made me do to myself

You broke my heart now let me break you’re teeth with the silence here

There’s nothing here to discover

So don’t disturb all the others with your fear of it all

There’s nothing here to discover

unless it’s real like dead men in automobiles