Eisel - Stuckinthemiddle

I could say a lot
Or I could say a little
I just hope either way
You’d listen to my riddles
And as the time goes on
I hope that you’d still try
To reach out for my hand
And hug me when I cry
Stuck in the middle
Always sitting on the fence
I steal all your covers
It’s just my own sixth sense
It sucks to be this crazy
It sucks to be my friend
I’m glad that you’re still with me
And our colors can still blend
I can see you smile
I can hear you laugh
I can feel you breathing out
The words that I might lack
I can smell your fear
And you can smell mine too
I can taste the words on my lips
That I let through
Stuck in the middle
Always sitting on the fence
I steal all your covers
It’s just my own sixth sense
It sucks to be this crazy
It sucks to be my friend
I’m glad that you’re still with me
And our colors can still blend
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Always sitting on the fence
I steal all your covers
It’s just my own sixth sense
It sucks to be this crazy
It sucks to be my friend
I’m glad that you’re still with me
And our colors can still blend
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle

Written by:
Colton Eisel

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