I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them
I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

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