Sometimes, I think that all is vain
Some days, I feel that all is pain
From scratch, we outta start it again
From now, we´ll run the race in this lane

Am I out of line?
I don´t mind
Out of line
All the time

Sometimes, my mind gets so confused
I know I often blow a fuse
When I get all these questions and doubts
Sometimes it´s hard to figure it out

Out of line
I don´t mind
Out of line
All the time

Why are always we the ones to walk through that maze?
We get lost inside it; help us go through that stage

Sick and tired of having to rewrite our music in our brains
And I´m sick and tired of hearing you criticize
We´re starting all over again

Sometimes, I think that all is vain
Some days, I feel that all is pain
From scratch, we outta start it again
From now, we´ll run the race in this lane

Sick and tired of having to rewrite our music in our brains
And I´m sick and tired of hearing you analyze
We´re starting all over again