Fool Under Attack

Take from another you want it back
Take from the brother, under attack
No one questions the fool it’s true
And I am so livid, and I am so tired
That you’re so timid that you never ever tried
Over the fire before the crash
When you inquire you cannot laugh
No one questions the fool it’s true
As you wake from the night,
All that standing in your sight
No one questions the fool it’s true
And I am so livid, and I am so tired
That you’re so timid that you never ever tried.