Angel Olsen – Special

Want to be special, something like your mother
Want to be someone else, not me, but another
Right here in this moment, I wish I could reach you
I’m just a vessel, far away, I see you
Too many like us, run out of the steeple
Guess you could say I lost some faith in people

Want every thought to be golden or fire
I could be made out of truth, not some liar
Want to be tempered, sick to be tested
To see it all clearly, whenever it’s rested
Want every lesson, the lessons they teach me
Someone who knows where I am, whenever they reach me

Give me a fever, show me some reason
Love me whenever it’s out of season
Want to be special, something like your mother
Want to be someone else, not me, but another
But now in this moment, I wish I could meet you
But I’m just a balloon, far away, I see you
I see you
I see you

I see you, and it’s unclear
I need you to show you’re here
Tell me, I’m nothing to fear
Tell me, I’m nothing, nothing

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