A wax candle bites the dark
Heaven opens up all the whispers are stark
The conditions are ready for an avalanche
To roll through the park full of dancing banshees

I know what you’re thinking
When you press the button on the sipping whiskey
Pass the buck, pass the buck fast
Passed out from a noodle blast
Passed out ‘cause you made it last
Too many years nodding

Oh to be sitting in the front window
Of the factory shop
Before the bomb goes off

It’s hard to believe
That you don’t matter
No one wants to believe
That they’re not special
It’s hard to believe
That you don’t matter
No one wants to believe
That they’re not special

A big scandal on your epitaph
Broke bitter battered boner bonus
Cuts the night terrors in half
What to do, what to do
With all the fake gold
Swimming in a lake of infinite anxiety

I know what you’re thinking
We’re sinking together in this horrible weather stew
Make money, make moaning,
Make it go away

Oh to be nibbling on the golden bone
In the palace you own
Before you’re overthrown

It’s hard to believe
That nothing matters
No one wants to believe
That they’re not special
It’s hard to believe
That none of this matters
I refuse to believe
That I'm not special

I’m a special boy