Where are all the people, does it really matter Where are the people, where are the people No one loves me anymore and I am such a loser Where are the people, where are the people Whoa, where are the people, where are the people Whoa, where are the people, where are the people Superman can you save me from my own insecurities Still when people come I find another road to stress upon
Where are the people, where are the people Hours later I'm awake thinking of my actions Where are the people, where are the people Whoa, where are the people, where are the people Whoa, where are the people, where are the people Superman can you save me from my own insecurities