I bleed the snake
All over your door
You can't answer my call
With your face on the floor
I punch the wall
Until my arm goes through
Point my broken fingers
Through the crowd at you
And I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I wanna be someone, be someone
I never sell my heart
To buy you shoes
I never do the plank
When I sing the blues
And I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I wanna be someone, be someone
And I wake up mean
And I sleep on the stairs
With your dirty laundry
And your extra hair
And I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I wanna be someone, be someone
Be someone, be someone
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