I’m always stuck in the middle
Never know which side to turn
Never deep in just one scene
Never knowing where to belong

Everybody talks about their scene
I know a little about each one
But they are the ones that make it
Moving on

But last time I checked I was doing fine
Holding on to what I am
But the middle of life it’s the middle of a fight
You don’t seem to understand

I never took much interest in anything
Except for the music it was my dream
But always had this feeling of disinterest
But now I know exactly where to stand

So I trust on punk it makes me carry on
The only thing I never gave up
And reaching the twenties was needed to realize
Punk rocking is my life

And now I can breathe and now I can feel
Clearly and purely like when I was a kid

I’m not going to die without give it a try
Without accomplishing my dream
To stay in the middle that’s a place for the weak
So I don’t want it no more… no more