Middle of the Street

[Verse 1]
Been looking for something
In the middle of the street
An addictive devotion to feed
Well, the cars are approaching
Coming at the wrong speed
And you feel that you're living and free

[Chorus]
There's a will left to survive
And a lot more on my mind that isn't ordinary
It's a tradeoff, I suppose
For the life I'll never own and never give to you

[Verse 2]
When the engines are running
But the thrill is too cheap
What you needed to function won't please
Now you don't see it coming
And you won't feel the bleed
Better think of another person to be

[Chorus]
Therе's a will left to survive
And a lot more on thе line that isn't ordinary
It's a tradeoff, I suppose
For the things I can't control and never wanted to

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
There's a will left to survive
And a lot more on my mind that isn't ordinary
It's a tradeoff, I suppose
For the life I'll never own and never give to you
It's a tradeoff, I suppose
For the life I'll never own and never give to you