People Are Just Songtext - Club Of The Sons

People Are Just - Club Of The Sons

We leave the city, quarter to eight we're on the floor
Cut through the buzzing people who breathe around us
Throw out the poses, I've seen us everywhere we go
The myth is broken, we are like everyone we know

People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live
People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live

The sane are sleeping while classes war for upperground
They regain senses to find the dead among them
We love the skin deep, peel back and pay for extra glow
Make pretty faces, we are like everyone we know

People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live
People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live

People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live
People are just people
Who need animals and a nice place to live

People are just people
People are just people
People are just people
People are just people


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