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Mum says I’m a waste of skin
A sack of shit and oxygen
Empty seed in a can of earth
I’m a fucked up cradle for the afterbirth
But dad thinks I could be something
If I eat my vitamins
I could be up in a hall of fame
But if we’re all special then we’re all the same
We’re not special and we’re all the same
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Polly is in love with this
An exercise in stupidness
I will go down in a shower of flame
‘Cause I’m not special and you’re all insane
We’re not special and we’re all the same
