What Shall I Do? Faithless

When you think you know what you want
But you don't have what you want
And you blame people who have what you want
They've taken what you have
They have things on a plate
And you don't have what you want
And you want what you need, nothing more
But you blame people for taking what you have
And you think they have it on a plate
And all you have is what you think
Then you think

Well, what shall I do
What shall I say
What shall I do
What shall I say
Who are they?
What do they want?
This is my place, my land
My friends, my hands, my love, my life
I don't need others here
I don't want others here
What shall I do
You don't think they're human
You don't think they're right
You don't think they've got a point of view
You don't think they suffer too
You don't understand their language
What they feel they, what they feel they, what they feel they want
You all might be similar but that don't mean
To you
You just think "well, hey guys
You got your own place
It might be a war zone
It might be in the sand
It might be underwater
But that's where you're going and that's where you oughtta be
Not here
Not here
Not here
Not here
Not here"