The Happy Fits - Place In The World

Something about us feels so incomplete.
Could it be bowing to power makes ails we’ll soon repeat?

Now another year comes, another year goes;
Suited up children making their foes.
How do we stop the murder machine?
Maybe it’s you and maybe it’s me.

So, we’re all going nowhere
And this life is so much better with you.
So, we’re all going nowhere
And this life is so much better with you.

Oh, you and I;
We’re just fighting for our place in the world.
Oh, you and I;
We’re just tryna find our place in the world.

Something about it just don’t sit that right.
As we feast, brothers devoured by bombs we drop at night.

Now another year comes, another year goes;
All the lost children trying to grow.
How do we stop the murder machine?
Maybe it’s you and maybe it’s me.

So, we’re all going nowhere
And this life is so much better with you.
So, we’re all going nowhere
And this life is so much better with you.

Oh, you and I;
We’re just fighting for our place in the world.
Oh, you and I;
We’re just tryna find our place in the world.

Written by:
Calvin Langman, Luke Graydavis, Ross Monteith

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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