In the Middle -

I’m not sinking in the quicksand

Well, I’m the key

With the rust on the metal tonight

Go smarter than the rest can

The road map leads

To a dead end street in life

I feel it coming, I feel it running like a rich man

Sitting in the poor man’s shoes tonight

I feel it coming, I feel it running

Chasing dreams is a race to the bottom

So fight tonight

I’ll fight, it’s my life

Always give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back strong

Give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back strong for more

I’m in the middle, you know

I’m in the middle, you know

I ain’t never met a blind man

Who made excuses for the things

He couldn’t see in life

I’m no different from the next man

So keep your silver spoon

I’ll cut my own way with a knife

I feel it coming, I feel it running like a rich man

Sitting in the poor man’s shoes tonight

I feel it coming, I feel it running

Chasing dreams is a race to the bottom

So fight tonight

I’ll fight, it’s my life

Always give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back strong

Give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back for more

I’m in the middle, you know, oh

Always give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back strong

Give 110, a heart attack

And never taste heaven, I dream of that

I’ve been through hell

But I’ll come back for more

I’m in the middle, you know, oh

I’m in the middle, you know