收聽Gabbie Hanna的Special (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Special (Explicit)

Gabbie Hanna2020年5月8日

Special (Explicit) 歌詞

作曲 : Gabrielle Hanna

作詞 : Gabrielle Hanna

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—