Shakey Graves - Big In The World

I thought sweetly of my empty gun
Without me it couldn't hurt no one
But we both kill to have a little fun
Wondering why I gotta be somebody's enemy
To be big in the world

I thought sweetly of my sanity
And how it always gets away from me
It seemed a lot cooler on the MTV
Wondering why I gotta be somebody's tragedy
To be big in the world

I don't believe in anything
Yeah, God forbid it comes true
If you believe in anything
Then I've got something for you

But I've got nothing for the president
And nothing followed him everywhere he went
What a lonely way to pay the rent
Wondering why I gotta be somebody's candidate
To be big in the world

I don't believe in everything
Yeah, God forbid it comes true
If you believe in anything
Then I've got something for you

If you question every moment in time
And every answer leaves you wondering why
You gotta be somebody's anything
Yeah, why you gotta be somebody's anything
Why you gotta be somebody's anything
To be big in the world

Written by:
Alejandro Rose-Garcia, Cameron Neal, Dan Creamer, Matt Pence, Patrick O'Connor, Taylor Craft

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