Everyones Breathing At The Same Time Lyrics & Chords By The Social Services

It's not without regret I warp my fingers round this apple
And opening the window, throw it down at your head
It's the colour of your skin
I really don't think you fit in
It's nothing personal
It's national security
If you would only listen then you would hear that I was born here too
And I work at the airport so it could have been me burning there not you
Under the same grey sky
Everyone's breathing at the same time
I read about your kind in the paper everyday
I'm not afraid to be a hero
In fact I'd be proud to say
That I helped clean up this country and I did it my way
So take your bags and bombs and kid
And get out of my city
Your son hangs out with my son after school every day
He doesn't tell you because he is scared of what you'll say
He's only 9 years old but he's 100 percent sure
that this is our home as well as yours
Under the same grey sky
Everyone's breathing at the same time
It's the colour of my skin
It's the city we live inn
It's my patience wearing thin