Citizen's Margin

[Verse 1] Trembling hands on paper white Dad's shoulders tense in fading light Home Office forms, they're piling high While Mother prays we'll be alright Tick the boxes, dot the i's They want proof of all our lives [Chorus] Who the f*ck are they to say That we don't belong this way? Stamped and filed and pushed away While suits decide if we can stay [Verse 2] Arabic whispers turn to screams In waiting rooms and borrowed dreams "Habibi, sign here, sign there" The future's hanging in the air Twenty years means nothing now When pencil pushers show us how [Bridge] I hear them talk behind closed doors About the life we had before Their rubber stamps become our fate While politicians spread their hate [Chorus] Who the f*ck are they to say That we don't belong this way? Stamped and filed and pushed away While suits decide if we can stay [Verse 3] Dad's British now, or so they claim A piece of paper bears his name But in their eyes, we're still not home Just numbers in their fucking tome The queen's on every document But dignity's already spent [Outro] These papers can't define my soul These borders can't make me whole Watch them try to break us down With every form, with every frown But we're still here, we're standing strong Despite their claims we don't belong