Certainly

certainly i'm not here
broken glasses of a dizzy night
certainly i'm not there
city lights are out of bright
certainly i'm nowhere
neither on myself

the highway desolate
your hands tied up
the birds singing lullabyes
and this sick town where we don't fit
I just don't want to be here
I just don't want to calm
I just somehow stand my ground
wishing you come with open arms

certainly i'm not here
broken glasses of a dizzy night
certainly i'm not there
city lights are out of bright
certainly i'm nowhere
neither on myself

certainly i like you
but you grow colder
even if everything surrounding you is burning
things get damaged by the wind
the waves collide as my heart gets twisted
pull me out of here
i just can't stand your cold

certainly i'm not here, not there, nowhere, neither on myself