[verse 1] Here there is no future, here there is no time Here you're moving backwards with your fingers on rewind A place where there is money, a place where there is greed To bring us all together as a happy family But I don't think that I am ready To live out my own life And I don't think I know the balance, between what is wrong a right
[chorus] Here we are, this ordinary life We've come this far, but nothing turned out right We stand, we march, we all walk the same line We are the army of a nation, the army of a nation American vacation, we are the army of a nation
[verse 2] How can you see the difference When everyone's the same And everything you know is just the price you choose to pay And if you wanna go there, I hope you wanna stay Cause once they let you in you find that there is no escape I think I see the difference That everyone's the same The only alteration, only with another name But I don't think that I'm ready to live out my own life But I don't think I know the balance, between what is wrong a right
[chorus]
[breakdown] This ordinary life, this ordinary life, this ordinary life This ordinary life This ordinary life, this ordinary life, this ordinary life And here we are, this ordinary life
[chorus 2] We've come this far, but nothing turned out right We stand, we march, we all walk the same line We are the army of a nation, the army of a nation American vacation, we are the army of a nation
Compositores: Alec Shane Benjamin (BMI), Alexander James William Wallace Skarbek (Skarbek Sacha) (PRS)Editor: Music Companion (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #12569462 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM