Look at you both Well, he's so middle-aged And with your clothes Well, you all look the same Don't have to weaponize What you feel inside And every word Not complicated at all 'Cause what you think Comes to an end when you talk And it's not all ok Now that it's every day So pack your bag 'Cause we're all moving away We'll take a boat And I don't care what you say It's like you lock me up Oh, evil had enough And all your kids Don't wanna play in the sand 'Cause you work hard So you can buy all the brands They want a dollar bill But you got twenty Rand Don't have the feeling like you had when you were younger And when you think now you forgot now how to wonder 'Cause you sit on the side All alone with your pride And you're waiting for your friends so they can decide What to eat, what to wear What to do with your hair And you feel like giving up Every second that you stare At the sun And we all stare at the sun And we all stare at the sun And we all stare at the sun Look up And we all stare at the sun And we all stare at the sun And we all stare at the sun And we all stare at the sun