| Song | Someone |
| Artist | Only Son |
| Album | Searchlight |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was laying in a parking lot | |
| You were praying on a mountain top | |
| Til nothing felt the same | |
| Hold my shoes, let me walk the coals | |
| Television full of bullet holes | |
| But still I can’t forget my name | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| you gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| Let me out, I want to feel the cold | |
| Gotta borrow back what I sold | |
| Don’t really need what I’ve been after | |
| Spent time with a lunatic | |
| he told me that you never get used to it | |
| but if you listen close you hear the laughter | |
| And it’ll take you so much time | |
| To get nothing on your mind | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime |
| I was laying in a parking lot | |
| You were praying on a mountain top | |
| Til nothing felt the same | |
| Hold my shoes, let me walk the coals | |
| Television full of bullet holes | |
| But still I can' t forget my name | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| you gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| Let me out, I want to feel the cold | |
| Gotta borrow back what I sold | |
| Don' t really need what I' ve been after | |
| Spent time with a lunatic | |
| he told me that you never get used to it | |
| but if you listen close you hear the laughter | |
| And it' ll take you so much time | |
| To get nothing on your mind | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime |
| I was laying in a parking lot | |
| You were praying on a mountain top | |
| Til nothing felt the same | |
| Hold my shoes, let me walk the coals | |
| Television full of bullet holes | |
| But still I can' t forget my name | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| you gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| Let me out, I want to feel the cold | |
| Gotta borrow back what I sold | |
| Don' t really need what I' ve been after | |
| Spent time with a lunatic | |
| he told me that you never get used to it | |
| but if you listen close you hear the laughter | |
| And it' ll take you so much time | |
| To get nothing on your mind | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime | |
| You gotta be someone, somewhere, sometime |