Stuck In The Middle

Four Year Strong · In Some Way Shape Or Form [2011]

Call out all my demons

Tell them I won't take the fall

I'm sick of all these headaches

From banging my head against the wall

I wrap myself in cellophane

To blend in to the streets

And I won't tell where I'm

Hiding until the blood gets to my feet



So today I'm waking up to find

That all I held inside

Wasn't worth it



I'm living out my broken dreams

I'm flying with a crippled wing

And my life keeps on tearing at the seams

But I will fall until I find myself stuck in the middle



Till I'm stuck in the middle



I'm falling into circumstances

I cannot control

It's stomping out my politics and eating at my soul

I cough the dust out of my lungs

And spit it down drain

I reach inside my head and pull the cobwebs from my brain



I'm living out my broken dreams

I'm flying with a crippled wing

And my life keeps on tearing at the seams

But I will fall until I find myself stuck in the middle



Cross my heart and hope for the end

Look under the boards that are starting to bend

Loosen the rope slipping over my head

Either I'm free or I'm already dead



So take me over

Take me closer

Is it over?



Cross my heart and heart and hope for the end

Either I'm free or I'm already dead