Justin Vernon Hazelton
Settle up you're calling up the pain
Sitting dead the sinker and the string
You came, you saw, you sawed her brain
Cut out all the parts that held your stain
Sitting clad you're feeling wild to blame
She's crying as you're climbing down your claim
Sitting up you're counting up your names
Seen enough to bend him off the frame
You came you saw you sawed her brain
Cut out all the parts that held your stain
You clipped you clawed to no applause
you lost the will and now the dying cause
So try to be somebody
So try to feel somebody
So try to leave somebody
So hard to be somebody
(Where can you run) x 8
So try to be somebody
So try to feel somebody
So try to leave somebody
So try to be somebody
