
something special - kyla la grange lyrics
[verse 1]
growing up slowly, i could hardly wait
had a book in each hand, a heart hungry for praise
tell me i’m good, make my f*cking day
tell me i’m funny, make me feel okay
growing up lonely, i could only play
at being somebody’s vip someday
tell me i’m pretty, pick me for your play
tell me i’m clever, give me what i crave
[pre*chorus]
i’m just a heartbeat in the backseat
i’m just a dead dream behind a black screen
[chorus]
you just wanted to be something special, didn’t you?
you just wanted to win all the medals, didn’t you?
and now your body’s showing up the pain like cellophane
and there’s a feeling written in your face, a hurricane
[verse 2]
growing up angry, i was on my way
chan in each ear, a job i f*cking hate
tell me i’m talented, i need a break
tell me i’ve got it, all to throw away
[pre*chorus]
i’m just a heartbeat in the backseat
i’m just a dead dream behind a black screen
[chorus]
you just wanted to be something special, didn’t you?
you just wanted to win all the medals, didn’t you?
and now your body’s showing up the pain like cellophane
and there’s a feeling written in your face, a hurricane
[bridge]
and if i only had more time, then i would
and if i only had money, then i could
i’m sick of saying what i think, that i could
maybe, the truth is that i can’t
[chorus]
you just wanted to be something special, didn’t you?
you just wanted to win all the medals, didn’t you?
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