Middle of Nowhere

I hate the night
I always end up fighting with myself
You're not any help
You call me trite
And I can say that you're the one to talk
But I don't want to make this awkward
You reach out with your hand
You say you like the band
You say you'll navigate our way into the stars

It's an offer I should decline
Because you made it by design
To trick me into going nowhere

I eschew the limelight
But maybe it has never been an option
To treat it like a toxin
I ignore the sunlight
I feel that I should always be this pale
With my skin all taut but frail
Do I rely on the views
Of a video that wasn't mine to choose
You say you can guide me through this fairytale

It's an offer I should decline
Because you made it by design
To trick me into going nowhere
Even though we have arrived
After a long and lonely drive
We end up in the middle of nowhere

It's an offer I should decline
Because you made it by design
To trick me into going nowhere
Even though we have arrived
After a long and lonely drive
We end up in the middle of nowhere

We end up in the middle of nowhere



Credits
Writer(s): Alistair Macfarlane
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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