Pre-Expatriate

Pack your bags and leave
If you don't want to live in a culture of cruelty
Forget your dreams, your identity
They don't mean a thing

Pre-expatriate
I'm a pre-expatriate

Too tired to explain
Living in society means common goals and give and take
Give and take
Not just take

Pre-expatriate
I'm a pre-expatriate

I don't know where to go
But I know this place ain't home
'Cause we're moving backwards, falling faster

Pre-expatriate
I'm a pre-expatriate

I think you missed the point
I think I think you missed the point
I think you missed the point
I think I think you missed the point



Credits
Writer(s): Reed Wolcott, Jon Graber
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