Something

The younger brother slams his fork down
Watching all the big mouths get up and sing
He's been wrestling with his thoughts
Now thinks he'll show them all when he says something
Here is a child so willing and able
But of a size unrecognized by the table
And each night this resumes 'til the thought begins to stew
"I know so much better than all of you," uh-huh

Uh-huh

The younger brother's twenty-six now
Staring at some big crowds watching him sing
Singing all about his thoughts
How no one in the world really understands him
But then a thought appears when he notices
All thе lips moving just like his
He thinks, "Well, how much do I dеserve
Whose seat have I really earnt?"
And with a big mouth he sings

"Oh, how many people don't question their word
And like a child only want to be heard?"
Oh, to say something
Oh, no, no, no, no
Just to say something
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, just to say

(What do I know?) What do I know?
(What can I say?) What can I say?
(I need someone) I need someone
(To validate) validation
(The table waits) the table waits
(What can I bring?) What can I bring?
Am I someone?
Oh, am I something?



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Feehly, Henry Francis, Max Holmes, Oscar Mein
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