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The Middle
Frankie Stew and Harvey Gunn
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If I told you how I feel
Would you laugh or help me still?
I still don't feel myself
So I call this one keep it real
On my ones still no deal
That suits me though it's in silk
You're not big you're just on stilts
You got a problem? Cool, brill
Grown man but I can't sit still
Hold hands but it's hard to feel
Try to protect my son from the world
Can't do that cos I got no shield
When I was younger I used to steal
Sorry if I stole off you for real
Least that I learnt these things as a younger
Now as an older no old bill
Before I'm thirty I might have a mill
Yeah in assets at least still
Imagine if I knew that when I was little
Imagine if I knew that when in pickles
I got brushed and it felt like tickles
Not the beginning or the end it's the middle
It's the middle, it's the middle
In the middle of the ride watching time move slow
Clouds like a loose string awake my bones
Knee-high socks and a bit of AO
Brought awakeness home and saved the vitals
I rest on my back eyes closed
The winter still shiver me up in my home
Lately it's been like a lightbulb psycho
Baby it's nang actually
Me and my sisters weren't easy
And probably weren't meant to be
Still never nothing that my knees believed
The seed preaching I was
Pleading God if the night does go
Please promise you'll owe this light that I owe
Not for nothing ten years or so
Still ain't letting it go it's much nicer
Nicer living when you ain't forgotten
The sight of the bottom in sight
When the problem was probably just less I
Or often less right an option you get it
The seeds will sow and the reap will develop
The sun will shine and the cold will forget it
Happiness ain't no permanent ting
But Jo can't give into no type of pressure
Similating don't mean you don't get up
The world moves on and the shit gets better
These feathered the news leaks of a treasure
In you and whoever needs word of the set up
Life is hard but yes it's still simple
Rain does pour down and it does trickle
Sun shines loud and it sometimes dribbles
I'm somewhere in the middle
I'm somewhere in the middle
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