There are too many people
in this world who can sing.
There are too many people
in this world who can think.
What makes you think
That you're an odd-ball out?
There's no first.
There's no last.
There's not even
An In between
So what makes you think,
You're an odd-ball out?
You're just one of the crowd.
Put a pullet in your mouth.
Go ahead and drown.
Stab your heart.
Tear yourself apart.
You'll only end up in the ground
Like everybody else around.
You're no odd-ball out.
There are 8 billion people in the world.
Have you ever given thought to the word
Special?
It's really just about being able.
There are too many people
Who can do things better than you
And sometimes
that mother fucker
Doesn't even care what he can do.
Cause there are too many people
In the world who can sing
And there are too many people
In the world who can think.
So why would you think
That you're an odd ball out?
You're just one of the crowd
Like everybody else around.
You're no odd ball out.
©lunarmarie
L