[Verse 1]
Some people chip away time
More than they understand, an open hand
I'm waiting for way before first light
And it's the edge worn clean again

[Chorus]
Sunk in the middle
Our crimes are just a rhythm on the west and you
Argue on my life

[Verse 2]
Some evil innocence, wild century can't express
A gesture left in summer's mind
Autumn's come to find
And it's the end of the dreams again

[Chorus]
Sunk in the middle
Our crimes are just a rhythm on thе west and you
Argue on my life