Из альбома: Some Kind of Zombie
I could tell you a story of shame
I could talk for hours on how we became
a flower that bloomed in one day
The next day our glory faded away
Divided by hostilities,
hung up on issues, we disagree
A body that's been torn apart
We're still a body with a healthy heart
People like me, persons like you
We want to be, closer to God
Closer to free
All you people like me
What do you think when you see
continuous losers the people like me?
I hope you never believe
just for a moment you're better than me
The truth is that we are the same
All different people but only one name
I hope that you will agree
that all of you are people like me
I can't stand by myself anymore
I forgot what we're fighting for
Please come take my hand
we can make our stand
feels so good to be,
be so free