I Mean Something - Peaches, Feist

No matter how old, how young, how sick

I mean something, I mean something

No matter how old, how young, how sick

I mean something, I mean something

You can push me, no stare down

Plug it up, no me, no shut down

I’m on a rampage, it’s my new rage

Crisis but I’m singing in the mid-range

What you gotta say, gotta say?

What you gotta do?

What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore

What you gotta do, gotta do?

Say you scared of me?

Then scary me

Lookin' straight into their eyes before they bury me

We could meet ends, we could be friends

Pockets inside out before you press send

What you gotta say, gotta say?

What you gotta do?

What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore

What you gotta do, gotta do?

What you gotta say, gotta say?

What you gotta do?

What you gotta say doesn’t matter anymore

What you gotta do, gotta do?

No matter how old, how young, how sick

I mean something, I mean something

No matter how old, how young, how sick

I mean something, I mean something

No matter how old, how fucked, how shit

I mean something, I mean something

No matter how old, how fucked, how shit

I mean something, I mean something