Trampled By Turtles - The middle

^FI wasn't ^Chigher, ^Fthan I was ^Csupposed to be.....But the ^Amwalls froze ^Fthrough, then they ^Cshatter ^FI'm partially ^Cpeaceful, ^Fsitting in an ^Cempty room.....While the ^Amlights out^Fside, never ^Cmatter ^{F C G7}There's a ^Cbitter pill on the ^Fother side.....^G7Smoky ^Cshaded space in a ^Fdouble-wide We could ^Amcome ^G7to the ^Cmiddle.....^FLet it ^G7all pass ^Amthrough ^{C F C F Am F C}

^FI'm a pre^Ctender, it's ^Flike bein' the ^Cmorning sun.....All the ^Amlies I ^Flive, they make me ^Cwonder ^FI had a ^Cbottle, ^Ffilled it with the ^Conly one.....That could ^Amturn my ^Fnights, into ^Cthunder ^{F C G7}How I ^Cwish it could be ^Fanother way.....^G7And I ^Cwouldn't stumble and ^Fgo away It makes you ^Amcry ^G7just a ^Clittle, if it ^Fdoes us ^G7any ^Amgood ^{C F C F Am F C}

^FI’m shaping a ^Cmadness, ^Fthen it seems to ^Cmirror me.....While the ^Amworld spins ^Ffaster than ^Cever ^FThey say it's ^Cburning, the ^Fthings you ^Cneed to say.....You better ^Amget out ^Fnow, while you're ^Climber ^{F C G7}Morning ^Cnever cuts like I ^Fwant it to.....^G7There's a ^Ccanyon in between ^Fme and you And I would ^Ambleed ^G7just a ^Clittle.....And ^Fnever ^G7be the ^Amsame ^{C F C F Am F C F C}

^FWhy am I so ^Ctired, ^Fwhen all I ^Cdo is sleep?.....Is it the ^Amsame dream ^Fthat, I keep ^Chaving? ^FYou were there ^Cwith me, ^Flying in a ^Cnaked seat.....But there was ^Amample ^Fshelter and ^Cpadding ^{F C G7}But the ^Cwind whispers in a ^Fdarkened street.....^G7Selling ^Csimple warnings to ^Fyou and me It makes me ^Amdie ^G7just a ^Clittle.....A ^Flittle ^G7every ^Amday ^{C F C F Am F C}

We could ^Amcome ^G7to the ^Cmiddle.....^FLet it ^G7all pass ^Amthrough ^{C F C F Am F C F C F C}