Testo Special

Testo Special

I'm not special
Who the hell am I to think I'm special?
I'm not so well
Thanks for asking
But you probably figured what else is new
I try my best still
But if I die, wind up in some mess
You'll keep my head filled
With the notion that I don't deserve this life that I've built

I'm not special, special
Don't know why I thought I could be someone
I'm no one
To anyone who knows me
I'm a burden, I'm certain
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the ones I love

I wanna be special
But I don't know if it's worth all of this stress
You don't know my struggle
'Cause I don't tell it
If I did, I really don't think you'd be bothered to hear it, anyway
If I sang a song
Would you listen?
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
If I played along
To ease the friction
Would you still tell me that I'm terrible?

Oh, I'm not special, special
Don't know why I thought I could be someone
I'm no one
To anyone who knows me
I'm a burden, I'm certain
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the ones I love

But the ones I love
They really love me
The ones I love
They truly know me
You drag my name
It's kinda funny
'Cause my name
Makes you lots of money

I guess I'm special, special
Who the hell are you to say I'm not special?
Oh well
Got everybody talking in this hell hole
I'm the devil
Dante wrote me into his inferno
Here we go
Again

Is this what you came for?
You paid for?
To watch somebody burn and crumble
And stumble
Then fumble all my words and let you twist them
And listen
To all the ugly things you tell me I am
I'm tryin'
So hard to understand how I'm the
Master, manipulator
Who couldn't fool anyone
The monster, reciprocator
Shot no bullets from my gun
The drama queen
Who never seems
To get applause from anyone
I won't be who you say I am

If I sang a song
Would you listen?
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
I won't play along
This game is twisted
And I think that would make me terrible
That would make me
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