Something Special
I've been through it every motion, swim myself across the ocean and it's killing me
I've been hiking up for miles, but this mountain's getting higher and it's killing me
I've been trekking through the jungle, lost my place and fucked it up though and it's killing me
I've been living in America, and life is so unfair I think it's killing me
I've been working through pandemics and been writing you anthemics, I don't know what I'm doing you see
I keep falling even lower, I've been singing and my throat hurts, man it's killing me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
(Oh) I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
Calling you a hundred times cuz I forget our boundary lines, complaining nothing's going right to simply up and pass the time
I'm thinking it could be a sign when I sit on the couch sometimes, I do it just to pass the time (I'm counting time to pass the time)
And when you don't call back I'm stuck here staring at the phone, it's killing me it's killing me, why am I so alone?
But I guess if I had everything I'd still be out here yelling that it's killing me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
(Oh) I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
I've been holding out for hours, man I've worked on this for hours and it's killing me
Thought I'd have a sec to shower, but this song keeps turning sour and it's really fucking killing me
Someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see (getting it all wrong, can't you see)
Someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong can't you see
(Getting it all wrong can't you-)
I've been hiking up for miles, but this mountain's getting higher and it's killing me
I've been trekking through the jungle, lost my place and fucked it up though and it's killing me
I've been living in America, and life is so unfair I think it's killing me
I've been working through pandemics and been writing you anthemics, I don't know what I'm doing you see
I keep falling even lower, I've been singing and my throat hurts, man it's killing me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
(Oh) I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
Calling you a hundred times cuz I forget our boundary lines, complaining nothing's going right to simply up and pass the time
I'm thinking it could be a sign when I sit on the couch sometimes, I do it just to pass the time (I'm counting time to pass the time)
And when you don't call back I'm stuck here staring at the phone, it's killing me it's killing me, why am I so alone?
But I guess if I had everything I'd still be out here yelling that it's killing me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
(Oh) I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see
I've been holding out for hours, man I've worked on this for hours and it's killing me
Thought I'd have a sec to shower, but this song keeps turning sour and it's really fucking killing me
Someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
I know that someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong, can't you see (getting it all wrong, can't you see)
Someday, I'll be something special and I think that that's the problem with me
(Oh) I'm hoping one day, I'll be on that level, but I'm getting it all wrong can't you see
(Getting it all wrong can't you-)
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Haubner
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