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Middle Child

from Notes To My Blood by theythem

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lyrics

Bobby's got his daddy's eyes
But missed out on the
Nihilistic point of view

Gets his smile from the curls around the corner
And a stubborn streak that pushes him through

Well, did you ever notice?
Is it plain and clear?
How every time September rears its head
It musses up your year?

It's a long, cold march back to square

But I guess it's worth winter
It's worth the heartache and the crawl
If it means I have you in the fall

These country nights
Muddle up my head
And keep me from my sleep
And everyone keeps asking why I never call
The look in your eyes
Makes me aware of the probable outcome
But you say they'll beat me down
Before I'm even three-foot-small

Well, Bobby, fuck 'em all

Yeah fuck 'em all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I say fuck 'em all

I say fuck 'em all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Marisol, singing sweet down the road through Carolina
Mama's blowing up her phone
Brother don't quite get her style
Blazing past the exits
Cuttin' through the drear
And every time the mirrors flash her gaze
The blessing beats the fear

My belly burns fire through my chest
'Til I am fused, 'til I am whole

She says I barrel through minefields
I say "I do the best I can.
If I had a hope, I'd have a plan."

These neon lights peel away my calm
And blister through my cheek
And every withered scripture drags into a drawl
The blue in her sighs
Makes me aware of the bruises she's hiding
She tells me 'bout the shattered glass,
The judging eyes, the punctured wall

Well, Mari, fuck 'em all

Yeah, fuck 'em all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I say fuck 'em all
I say fuck 'em all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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from Notes To My Blood, released June 8, 2016

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"This is not your average Folk radio. The sound that [theythem] creates is pure gold, and Notes to My Blood is a charming, artistic record, that will draw new and old fans alike."

- No Depression, The Journal of Roots Music

"Tasteful and refined, Chris Norwood’s 'Year of the Bear' represents the future of folk."

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