Special

I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all
I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all, and that kills me

Sometimes I hate things cause other people like them
Sometimes I act weird yeah just because I like attention
Sometimes I feel like I’m starting to fit in
My veins trickle with the pleasure of a sin, and that kills me

I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all
I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all, and that kills me

Now I turn back my clock because current is in
Now I just need to leave the place in which I’ve been living
Now I’m just like the older crowd, but different from my friends
For now I think I’m far enough, but the cycle starts again

I’ll have to train my ear to rid this noise of soul
I’ll listen to the radio to be in a better know
I’ll watch some Tarantino films, I’ll love the pretty scenes
I will provide demand for your supply of happy, and that kills me

I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all
I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all, and that kills me

I don't want to be special
I want to be unique
The only difference is that
One of them is more chic
But I'm not special
No I'm not special
No, no
No not at all

I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all
I’m not special, you’re not special
We’re not special at all, and that kills me