Mr. Capgras Encounters a Secondhand Vanity: Tulpamancer's Prosopagnosia / Pareidolia (As Direct Result of Trauma to Fusiform Gyrus)
Will Wood and the Tapeworms
Rock
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will Wood
Piano
Mike Bottiglieri
Guitar
Jon Maisto
Bass Guitar
Matt Olsson
Drums
David Higdon
Tenor Saxophone
Cheska Colombo
Background Vocals
Chris McRae
Background Vocals
David Thompson
Background Vocals
Dylan Jacobus
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Wood
Songwriter
Will Wood and the Tapeworms
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Maisto
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Antreassian
Producer
Songteksten
You're trying to replace yourself
You're trying to replace yourself, you're trying to replace yourself
You're trying to replace yourself, you're trying to replace yourself
You're trying to replace yourself, you're trying to replace yourself
You're trying to replace yourself, you're—
Carving out a fact from a reckoning
Beckoning you back, skin sagging off its skeleton
Levitating off the ground
Is another man wearing your face
All the other false identities
Remedies or enemies to mitigate your memories
Shuddered at what they found
When they stripped away the grace
Eulogy or biography, I'm who I ought to be
And that is God to me
(Never never never)
So, my God, what's wrong with me? If who I wanna be might be
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
No, never!
You'll never take me alive, baby! You'll never take me alive
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, You better pray I die
You'll never take me alive, baby! You'll never take me alive
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, and no
You're never gon' find
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself!
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself!
Damn, I thought you're not your imposter
You're so sure you're not gonna get caught
Dead in your own skin
But you didn't choose what you were born in
And another man in your repertoire
Ready in your head and fed upon your memoirs
Still the same rules apply
From the birthday to the mourning
What you feel and what you do
Are those things really you? And if not, then what is?
(Never never never)
So, my God, what's wrong with you?
And I'm still asking who that is
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
No, never!
You'll never take me alive, baby! You'll never take me alive
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, You better pray that I die
You'll never take me alive, baby! You'll never take me alive
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, and no
You're never gon' find
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself
You'll never take me alive, baby, you'll never take me alive (This is not enough, this is not enough to prove it yet)
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, you better pray that I die (No, I need to hit the bottom)
You'll never take me alive, baby, you'll never take me alive (This is not enough, this is not enough to prove it yet!)
You'll never take me, you'll never take me, you better pray that I die (No, I need to hit the bottom)
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself
Somebody to replace yourself, somebody to replace yourself! AY!
Written by: Will Wood
