Middle Kids

I was recently introduced to an Australian band who go by “Middle Kids.” Their latest record Faith Crisis Pt 1 will be released the middle of next month. I have been listening to all of their stuff online and am obsessing over a track on their new recording, called “Terrible News.” I posted two more of their songs below, the lyrics to “Terrible News.”

Terrible News

by Middle Kids

I'm not scared
So brave
I'll shout it til you hear me out
Puff up my chest
Put on a dress
Convince myself it's good enough

And I can't take it
Sitting in this noisy room
With all these wound up people
Giving terrible news
Yeah it's plastic
Bend it to my point of view
I don't know who I am
Or what I'm supposed to prove
And I can't take it
Tell me is it over soon?
Even your best ideas
Sound like terrible news

I'm adored (but I'm feeling)
So bored (there's no concealing)
I'm begging for approval
Forget my name (silly thing)
I'll change (anything)
It's brutal but it's true

And I can't take it
Sitting in this noisy room
With all these wound up people
Giving terrible news
Yeah it's plastic
Bend it to my point of view
I don't know who I am
Or what I'm supposed to prove
And I can't take it
Tell me is it over soon?
Even your best ideas
Sound like terrible news
Yeah it's plastic
Bend it to my point of view
I don't know who I am
Or what I'm supposed to do

And I can't take it
Sitting in this noisy room
With all these wound up people
Giving terrible news
Yeah it's plastic
Bend it to my point of view
I don't know who I am
Or what I'm supposed to prove

And I can't take it
Sitting in this noisy room
With all these wound up people
Giving terrible news
Yeah it's plastic
Bend it to my point of view
I don't know who I am
Or what I'm supposed to prove
Who I am
Or what I'm supposed to prove
Who I am
Or what I'm supposed to do

Peace, dwight