Maren Morris、Brandi Carlile - Common
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
I've been tryna carry on
But I'm crushed under the weight
Of the world where I belong
But I don't feel at home yeah
When it's over when it's done
When we're standing at the gates
Will we see that all along
We're a different kind of saint
How do we get to the bottom of this
When we're sitting at the top
Hey people they tell me it's just how it is
Like it's never gonna stop
But we got way too much common
So what's the point in fighting
We got way too many problems if I'm being honest
I don't know what god is
Cause we've got way too much in common
Mmm mmm
Way too much in common
Mmm mmm
I breathe it in my lungs
I've seen it in the flesh
If all we need is love
How the hell did we forget
How do we get to the bottom of this
When we're sitting at the top
People they tell me it's just how it is
Like it's never gonna stop
But we got way too much common
So what's the point in fighting
We got way too many problems if I'm being honest yeah
I don't know what god is
Oh we've got way too much in common
Oh but maybe we forgot it
Maybe we forgot it
With everybody talking' ain't nobody listenin'
I don't know what god is
Cause we got way too much in common
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
Ooh ooh
Mmm mmm
Ooh ooh
Mmm mmm
Oh we got way too much in common
So what's the point in fighting
What's the point in fighting
We got way too many problems if I'm being honest
I don't know what god is
Cause we've got way too much in common
Way too much in common
Oh but maybe we forgot it
Maybe we forgot it
With everybody talking
With everybody talking
Ain't nobody listenin' ain't nobody listenin'
I don't know what god is
But we got way too much in common
Way too much in common
Oh ain't nobody listenin'