Fair To Midland My Mentor Lyrics

My Mentor Lyrics

Among the sounds of all the secrets here in private lies a motive,

And you
can't make me talk or prophesize for rubies,

Cause i'm the target,

You know things are changing when in a room of one it's hard to stand
out,

And in the words or mine at the age of 80,

"i blame
myself."



What's it mean to be special?

Is it something in
the water?

Their feelings transmit into microscopic,

Touches that
just don't reach me.



I tried to catch you in disaster,

But
my eyes, they catch the ceiling,

The ropes they use to bound the others
scared of number 1,

They don't even phase me,

Containing one in me
is an effort in itself,

There is no doorbell,

Would you save the
last dance for a hidden stranger?

Well i don't blame you.



But i have myself.

And i have myself.