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