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
