Fuckin’ Believers Elisa

[Chorus]
Huh!
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
I don't understand!

[Verse 1]
See, this is no second, third world
This is a war
Feelings grow so cold
See, I'm not fluent, I'm slow
I'm not sitting first row
I'm not flying first class
Got no backstage pass
No shame I'll confess
I'm standing with the last ones you consider
I'm another one of them
Fuckin' believers

[Chorus]
Huh!
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
Clear the area!
You'd like what?
You'd like what?
Hear you? I can't!
You'd like what?
I don't understand!