Everyday I feel the same Passing hours and dead alleys Seventh desk on the second floor And I'm here well I'm there Right on time
And now I see I understand Every hour feels more insane In the streets there are fighters We are here they are there Right on time
Everyday I feel the same Passing hours and dead alleys Seventh desk on the second floor We are here they are there Right on time
Everyday we have to do our best Everyday repeats again I guess Everyday we must believe it Everyday remains the same I guess Everyday we must deny it Everyday we must believe it Everyday we have to be here Right on time
