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Thursday, August 23, 2007

somewhere in the middle by dishwalla

I was out the other day
And I saw you in your big black car
And I was waving as you were passing
'Cause I know who you are

You had this look, that of an angel
It was such a bad disguise
Did you think for second I would not realize?

Tripping hard falling down onto the ground
'Cause I can't stand up and I can't fall down
'Cause I'm somewhere in the middle of this

I was out the other night
And I saw you so we had a fight
It was late and I was lonely
And it's such a long way home
So I asked you if you'd join me
For a single last call drink
So you turned and bought us 2
And you didn't even blink

You had this look, that of an angel
It was such a bad disguise
When you drink, it makes you angry
When I drink, I want you more and more and more

Tripping hard, falling down onto the ground
'Cause I can't stand up and I can't fall down
'Cause I'm somewhere in the middle of this

Well, I find it hard
I always tried to find the sane life
But I don't like the way things are
And I keep falling to my knees
Somewhere in the middle of this


how does it feel being stuck?...no moving forward, no moving back. you only have yourself, no one else to help. you want to stop but you just couldn't resist. it's all up to you. no one else but you.



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