The Fringe

I've been on the fringe for long
Waiting on the outside
Posters of a soul that's lost
Held up by staples on the inside
Everyone can see the faces on the trees
But they won't recognize me
Lead into the sea by a song she sang for me
I promise I'm not hiding
I promise I'm not hiding
I promise I'm not hiding
I promise I'm not hiding

I'm simply lost
Waiting on the outside
Waiting on the outside
Waiting on the outside

I've been in this hole for months
Keeping to my whole self
Nothing ever felt less wrong
But I am swimming through this sweet hell
Keeping half my heart in a cage
The other half she's got
And I've got time to wait
I've got time to wait
I've got time to waste
Time to waste

I've been waiting, waiting on the outside
I've been pacing, running 'round my own mind
Not alive, I survive
Waiting on the outside

I've been waiting, waiting on the outside
I've been waiting, waiting on the outside
I've been waiting, waiting on the outside
I've been waiting, waiting on the outside

I'm simply lost
Waiting on the outside
Waiting on the outside
Waiting on the outside

Waiting on the outside
Waiting on the outside



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Mitchley, Craig Atkinson, Cornelius Van Niekerk
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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