Do I seem strange?
Like a solipsistic nihilist with no shame
In always getting his way?
I'm just playing the game
Courageous and intoxicated
Will I feel the pain of a come down?
I've never known my needs
I'm praying for a better body
While there's somebody feeding on all
The things I'm preaching
The gospel calls for blood you wanna take it
And call me the holy one
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Everything rots in the sun
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Singing just to be sung
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
I don't wanna be someone, but I
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Does it seem broke?
Or am I just punchlining some sinister joke
The plot is smoked let the credit's roll
Everything rots in the sun
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Singing just to be sung
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
I don't wanna be someone, but I
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Everything rots in the sun
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
Singing just to be sung
Gotta feeling I don't wanna be someone
I don't wanna be someone, but I
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
Always want more gotta get yours
If you want more cut it
Spit it out show em you deserve it
