Silvering - The Rule Of Thirds Lyrics

When you returned from seven months at sea, and you found waitresses lined up, daisy-chained to serve. And saw that flickering lights and TV sets had turned in for the night. They shut their eyes and wander straight to the lake. It's your body. Teeth still shaking. What do you expect? And finding this town burned down from all the neglect. I'll take my suture kit and sew all their mouths shut. Stop these rumors dead in their tracks