Besedila:
Face To Face Ordinary

is not enough What makes you think that you're not one of us? A look in the mirror is not enough What makes you think that you're not one of us? Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary, ordinary

you don't know what's there if you don't try so you've given in along with all of your friends and you're still alone the means doesn't always justify the end ordinary, ordinary

She's not like an ordinary person, no, she's not She turns a lonely room into a happy place Transforms a grumpy look into a smiling face She's not like an ordinary

's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. Outrageous, the crimes some human beings must endure. It's a blessing to wash your face

Another morning, such an ordinary day She's doin' time from nine to five, the hours waste away There's no escape, she's a part of the big machine But

Ordinary people don't get time to think not that it's their fault cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work just to make sure the food gets bought

I watch the leaves fall down I see everything changin' but somehow I feel caged in Just hanging around I'm waitin' on the wonderful something to set me free Out of the ordinary

He came down An ordinary man He sat down His fingers slowly rub his face An old and lonely man He spoke out To silence sitting in the room And this

jam trillionaires nigga Gentlemen of an extraordinary league You never see me blowing on no ordinary weed What I'm smoking ain't a product of no ordinary