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  • 作词 : Daniel Silberstein/Ryan Linvill/Noah Conrad
    作曲 : Daniel Silberstein/Ryan Linvill/Noah Conrad
    What’s there to worry bout
    When you’re still at your parents' house
    And you said that you’d get off their couch
    But now your 24 years old

    You haven’t come too far
    You're playing songs on your guitar
    You’re too scared so no one hears
    I guess that what your into now

    I keep making these
    Collect calls
    My past life
    He wanted to know what’d become
    Of the prophet
    The dreamer
    He really thought that I would be somebody (ooh)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one

    Take it all in day to day
    Sit around and masturbate
    Habitually self-medicate
    And fall asleep w the bachelor on


    How you thought when you were young
    The way to freedoms growing up
    You hated feeling 17
    Now that’s all you hold to

    I keep making these
    Collect calls
    My past life
    He wanted to know what’d become
    Of the prophet
    The dreamer
    He really thought that I would be somebody (ooh)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one

    I really thought If I said it out loud and it sounds like a plan
    Then God would say “cool I got you man”
    It’ll come it’ll come if you wait
    It’ll come if you
    But now it’s a panic attack every corner I turn
    My fears in the backseat driving me further and further away
    Further away

    He really thought that I would be somebody
    (Collect calls, my past life)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody
    (The prophet, the dreamer)
    Through the static and the noise, he could tell I wasn’t anybody
    (Burnout, a drifter)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one

  • 作词 : Daniel Silberstein/Ryan Linvill/Noah Conrad
    作曲 : Daniel Silberstein/Ryan Linvill/Noah Conrad
    What’s there to worry bout
    When you’re still at your parents' house
    And you said that you’d get off their couch
    But now your 24 years old

    You haven’t come too far
    You're playing songs on your guitar
    You’re too scared so no one hears
    I guess that what your into now

    I keep making these
    Collect calls
    My past life
    He wanted to know what’d become
    Of the prophet
    The dreamer
    He really thought that I would be somebody (ooh)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one

    Take it all in day to day
    Sit around and masturbate
    Habitually self-medicate
    And fall asleep w the bachelor on


    How you thought when you were young
    The way to freedoms growing up
    You hated feeling 17
    Now that’s all you hold to

    I keep making these
    Collect calls
    My past life
    He wanted to know what’d become
    Of the prophet
    The dreamer
    He really thought that I would be somebody (ooh)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one

    I really thought If I said it out loud and it sounds like a plan
    Then God would say “cool I got you man”
    It’ll come it’ll come if you wait
    It’ll come if you
    But now it’s a panic attack every corner I turn
    My fears in the backseat driving me further and further away
    Further away

    He really thought that I would be somebody
    (Collect calls, my past life)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody
    (The prophet, the dreamer)
    Through the static and the noise, he could tell I wasn’t anybody
    (Burnout, a drifter)
    I could hear it in his voice he was hoping he would be somebody (ooh)
    Never thought I’d turn into no one