You spin around and turn on me, stop me in my crash

You wanna be somebody else, say you won't be back

Your bourgeois friends call you dear, deal you like a card

Your eyes out for the diamonds now, experienced and scarred



You tell me, gonna be somebody, gonna be okay, gonna be somebody someday



You're moving through a different space, where I don't belong

L.A. guns, gold and silver, superficial grace

They'll pervert you, masquerade you, pass evil as good taste

They'll chew you up and spit you out, and put you in your place



You tell me, gonna be somebody, gonna be okay, gonna be somebody someday



(Solo)



Gonna be somebody, gonna be okay, gonna be somebody someday

Gonna be somebody, gonna be okay, gonna be somebody someday

Gonna be somebody, gonna be somebody, gonna be somebody someday



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