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    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?

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    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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    Composición: Gabbie Hanna

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