I've been trying to carry on,
but I'm crushed under the weight
Of the world where I belong
Yeah, when it's over, when it's done,
when we're standing at the gates
Will we see that all along,
we're a different kind of same?
How do we get to the bottom of this,
when we're sitting on the top?
Hey, people that tell me it's just how it is
Like it's never gonna stop
But we got way too much in common
So what's the point in fighting?
We got way too many problems
Cause we got way too much
I breathe it in my lungs,
I've seen it in the flesh
How the hell do we forget
How do we get to the bottom of this
When we're sitting at the top
People, they tell me it's just how it is
Like it's never gonna stop
Oh, we got way too much in common
So what's the point in fighting
We got way too many problems
Oh, we got way too much in common
Cause we got way too much in com mon
Oh, we got way too much in common
So what's the point in fighting?
We got way too many problems
Cause we got way too much in common
Oh, but baby, we forgot it
Hey, with everybody talkin'
But we got way too much in common
Way, way too much in common