Some days your back’s against the wall
some days you trip and drop the ball
There are days you lie to save face
and other days your soul is out of place
And no matter how many cigarettes you smoke
no matter how many books you read
no matter how many rosaries you pray
your heart won’t belive
Because you’re still here
you’re still here
caught up in the middle of it
and you’re still here
you still cry
walking through the middle of it
Still Here
You’re still here
You’re still here
still here
This day’s designed for you to fail
the wind ignores your chance to sail
you can’t seem to get away from you
you look around infront to wear the truth
No matter how many cigaretters you smoke
no matter how many books you read
no matter how many rosaries you pray
your heart can’t concieve
Why? Cause you’re still here
you’re still here
caught up in the middle of it
And you’re still here
you still cry
walking through the middle of it
Still Here…
Walking throught the middle of it…
You’re still here…
Caught up in the middle of it
I’ll get through……(translate please?)
And you’re still here
you still cry
caught up in the middle of it
You still cry
walking though the middle of it
