What does it mean to be the same? Well, I don’t know any different But I know we’re not the same
Dress up nice and always be the singer Well, this box doesn’t fit me
We are tired of climbing
I want to hear it, out loud
I want to see it, with my eyes That we are the same
We want to let it go
But we can’t forget what we know We need this space
So don’t hide your face