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