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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lit
Lit
Performer
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Background Vocals
Jeremy Popoff
Jeremy Popoff
Guitar
A. Jay Popoff
A. Jay Popoff
Vocals
Kevin Baldes
Kevin Baldes
Bass Guitar
Allen Shellenberger
Allen Shellenberger
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Popoff
Jeremy Popoff
Composer
A. Jay Popoff
A. Jay Popoff
Composer
Lit
Lit
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lit
Lit
Producer
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Producer
John Ewing
John Ewing
Editing Engineer
Joey "The Jew" Paradise
Joey "The Jew" Paradise
Assistant Engineer
Mark Kiczula
Mark Kiczula
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

They say
Something I don't wanna hear
Ringin' like a shotgun
In my ear
But they don't know
What I'm really aiming for
Gonna leave a mark on
Society
Faster and faster my whole situation's falling apart
Crushing my heart
And I hope to live
But something has to give
'Cause I just wanna be something
I just wanna be someone
Someone who stands out in the crowd
Mother would be proud
Something to someone, yeah
But these days
Are getting shorter by the year
Tickin' like a time-bomb
Loud and clear
Faster and faster the whole situation's falling apart
Straight from the heart
That I sing my song
And I'll prove them wrong
'Cause I just wanna be something
I just wanna be someone
Someone who stands out in the crowd
Mother would be proud
Something to someone, yeah
Faster and faster my own situation's rolling along
Provin' you wrong
And you can't believe
What you see when you're lookin' at me
I just wanna be something
I just wanna be someone
Someone who stands out in the crowd
Mother would be proud
Something to someone
I just wanna be something
I just wanna be someone
Someone who stands out in the crowd
Mother would be proud
Something to someone, yeah
Something to someone
Something to someone, yeah
Written by: A. Jay Popoff, Jeremy Popoff
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