Thousand Foot Krutch - Be Somebody (The Robbie Bronnimann Mix) 2013 | Текст песни

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• Thousand Foot Krutch
• Be Somebody (The Robbie Bronnimann Mix) 2013

I'm just the boy inside the man
not exactly who you think i am
Trying to trace my steps back here again, soooo many times
I'm just a speck inside your head You came and made me who i am
I remember where it all began,sooo clearly
I feel a million miles away,still you connect me in your way
And you created me so if i would've never seen
When i can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't beleive i hope that they see you an 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
Your the only one who knows,who i really am

We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far
And We're all see through, just like glass
And we can shatter just as fast
And lights been burned out for a while, i still see it everytime i pass
It was lost in the coldness of my mind,behind a box of reasons why
I never doubted it was there,just took a little time to find
And even when,
I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
And you created me so if i would've never seen
When i can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't beleive i hope that they see you an 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
Your the only one who knows,who i really am

We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far
We all wanna be somebody,we just need a taste of who we are
We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far
I'm just the boy inside the man not exactly who you think i am
Trying to trace my steps back here again, soooo many times
When i can only see the floor, you made my window a door
So when they say they don't beleive i hope that they see you an me