[ Featuring the Graveyard Shift ]
I am a migrant, not unlike you
Seeking solace from the pain, you'd do that too
You treat me different, is it the color of my skin, or is it the worn out shoes I came here in?
Am I unworthy? So I'm told, by a president, an agenda all his own
Locked in a cage, I am an animal you trapped
I have no home. I'm losing hope
Hope
All I want, all I need, is to feel the cool summer rain
All I want, all I'm asking, is to feel the cool summer rain
All I want, all I need, is to feel the cool summer rain
All I want, all I need, is to feel the cool summer rain
