Somebody

(Ken Latulippe)

It's hard not to be scared that you'll die without having made your mark on the world. It's a little of that, and a little a list of grievances against the system that created that feeling.

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The world is loud and busy 
Filled with flashing lights and running machines 
Corporations and separations 
Adversity and advertisements 
The busy normal man drives to work each day 
With a gun clenched between his teeth, locked on his throat 
And the world just spins away 
Pretending not to notice, though they’re all on the same boat 
 
I move like a ghost between the crush of the industry 
Between cars and criers selling knockoff Burberry 
The piercing urgency falls muted on my deaf ears 
In all this confusion, I'm just dust in the atmosphere 
 
But I don’t want to live a life forgotten 
I don’t want to fade between wasted faces stained by rain 
I don’t want to live as the burnt out kid who got drowned out by the voices 
After these struggles, I need someone to know 
 
So when I die, no matter where I go 
Launched into space or frozen in the snow 
When I pass, I won’t be a fucking tragedy 
All I want on my gravestone is that I was somebody 
 
Silent breaths and dormant trees 
In everyone’s heart a winter that brings us to our knees 
Quiet lives that escape our lips, spiraling with joy for freedom 
But since when was losing like that a triumph? 
It shouldn’t be this way 
Hoping to die when you wake up every single day 
It shouldn’t be this way 
Ducking under bridges as if we were strays 
 
A fire that runs through my head, Through my heart, leaps out my fingertips 
One that often goes cold throughout all of life’s leaps and dips 
No way I could pour water on myself just to stay alive 
Suffering every day is better than giving into the systematic pile drive 
 
Cause I don’t want to live a life forgotten 
I don’t want to fade between wasted faces stained by rain 
I don’t want to live as the burnt out kid who got drowned out by the voices 
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