Special

I got no condition
I got no ambition
I am a nobody
You shouldn't bet on me

It's funny things move on
I'm never part of it
I wish I was special

I wanna be strung out in heaven
I wish I could ride in every direction
But I am dragged down among demons
Let them come to me

No emulation
No, there's no elation
Lack of energy
I go no fantasy
I wanna be part of some kind of movement
I wish I was special

I wanna be strung out in heaven
I wish I could ride in every direction
But I am dragged down among demons
Let them come to me

Let them come to me
Let them come to me
Let them come to me



Credits
Writer(s): Jean-etienne Robert Maillard, Quentin Guglielmi, Thomas Alexandre Clairice, Lorenzo Fabrice Pierre Larue
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