Robert Neville
maladjusted
Throw me away like everyone else
People are the same everywhere
Take me and make me stand in line
People are the same everywhere
And if there was a cruel twist of fate
Where people weren’t cosumed with dirt and hate
It really wouldn’t matter
Because people are the same everywhere
Lay me to waste
People are the same everywhere
Live my life in haste
Just like everyone else
And if there was a cruel twist of fate
Where people weren’t cosumed with dirt and hate
It really wouldn’t matter
Because people are the same everywhere
People are the same everywhere
But this, I thought you knew
People are the same everywhere
No matter what it is you do
Originality is so passé
People are the same everywhere
Take me and make me stand in line
People are the same everywhere
And if there was a cruel twist of fate
Where people weren’t cosumed with dirt and hate
It really wouldn’t matter
Because people are the same everywhere
Lay me to waste
People are the same everywhere
Live my life in haste
Just like everyone else
And if there was a cruel twist of fate
Where people weren’t cosumed with dirt and hate
It really wouldn’t matter
Because people are the same everywhere
People are the same everywhere
But this, I thought you knew
People are the same everywhere
No matter what it is you do
Originality is so passé