Be Somebody Thousand Foot Krutch

Lyrics

  • Song lyrics Redakcja
I'm just the boy inside the man,
not exactly who you think I am.
Tryin' to trace my steps back here again,
so many times.

I'm just the speck inside your hand.
You came and made me who I am.
I remember where it all began,
so clearly.

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel a million miles away
still you connect me in your way,
and you create me
somethin' I would have never seen.

When I could only see the floor
you made my window a door,
so when they say they don't believe
I hope that they see you and me.

After all the lights go down
I'm just the words, you are the sound.
A strange type of chemistry,
how you've become a part of me.
And when I sit alone at night
your thoughts burn through me like a fire.
You're the only one who knows
who I really am.

[Refren]
We all want to be somebody
We just need a taste of who we are
We all want to be somebody
We're willing to go but not that far

[Zwrotka]
We're all see through just like glass
and we can shatter just as fast.
That light's been burned out for a while.
I still see it every time I pass.
It was lost in the corners of my mind

behind a box of reasons why.
I never doubted it was there,
it just took a little time to find
and (even when)...

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel a million miles away
still you connect me in your way,
and you created me
something I would've never seen.

When I could only see the floor
you made my window a door,
so when they say they don't believe
I hope that they see you and me.

After all the lights go down
I'm just the words, you are the sound.
A strange type of chemistry,
how you become a part of me.
And when I sit alone at night
your thoughts go through me like a fire.
You're the only one who knows
who I really am.

[Refren]
We all want to be somebody.
We just need a taste of who we are.
We all want to be somebody.
We're willing to go but not that far.

We all want to be somebody.
We just need a taste of who we are.
We all want to be somebody.
We're willing to go but not that far.

[Outro]
I'm just the boy inside the man,
not exactly who you think I am.
Trying to trace my steps back here again
so many times.

When I could only see the floor
you made my window a door.
So when they say they don't believe
I hope that they see you and me.




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