Rejection #5 Lyrics

You remind me of someone
A cocky-- son of a gun
It's September 5th 1939
Oh, what a glorious day to die

When everything was on the break
Co-compromises make you ill
Now everything worth dreaming of
Keeps you awake at night

It's not at all we're thinking of
You hide your fun but that's enough
You look just like --
Just like Bruce Lee

But under the --
You were just like me

You remind me of someone
Serenating everyone
You resolved to soapy rich --
From when the world was young and fair

It's not at all we're thinking of
You hide your fun but that's enough
You look just like --
Just like Bruce Lee

But under the --
You were just like me

You remind me of someone
Could've been a champion
Oh, could've been a many -- thing
But somehow got away

It's not something we talk about
But even so, a little --

You were just like --