Men Who Create Fright Lyrics - Robert Pollard

There is a place 

Always in the undertow 

Begging at best 

Hollow culture 

When you exist 

Are you observable? 

When you resist 

Are you approachable? 

When you pretend 

Are you unreadable? 

The unspeakable must settle 

On your spy frame mind 

The reason you came here 

Is the reason you flee 

Always to the same place